Haruka had to be honest, she knew she was attractive. It was hard to not know so, when she was someone pretty much famous. But it wasn't only her skills as a motocross driver, not even her secret identity as Sailor Uranus... it was her looks.

Her androgynous looks, her handsome face, her smart words. People loved it.

If with "people", you meant the ladies.

Anywhere she went, Haruka knew that she would end up with at least a small flock of women eating right out of her hand. That was just how things worked. It didn't help that she quite enjoyed being the one coming up to them first... Just a casual smile, a wink, a correct chuckle, and things fell onto place like perfectly-placed dominos.