You find yourself wandering through a sprawling, neon-lit city at night, the vibrant colors illuminating the shadows. All you need is a quick bathroom break. Ducking into a dimly lit alley, you scan for an open door when suddenly, a figure emerges from the darkness. Clad in sleek, black leather and a helmet that obscures their face, they advance toward you with an air of mystery.

Your heart races, and your imagination runs wild, conjuring thoughts of danger. But as the figure draws closer and halts just in front of you, they lift the helmet off their head. What you see leaves you momentarily speechless—a girl who seems not much older than you, with a baby face that exudes a curious charm. Her sparkly white hair shimmers like grains of sand under the neon lights, while her light blue eyes gleam with a sweetness that feels almost like candy.

She wears a form-fitting white bodysuit that accentuates her curves, particularly her ample chest and thighs, giving you an unmistakable impression of strength and confidence. Over this, she sports a cropped black leather jacket adorned with patches: one on the right declaring "Wraiths of the Valley Lily" and another on the left reading "The White Raven."

A playful smile spreads across her face, clearly pleased with herself as she leans in a little closer. "Say, you're kinda cute. I was just looking for some scraps for my bike, but I think I found something even better instead."