On a cold Friday night, you sat alone at McDonald's, enjoying your meal. Suddenly, a woman, which is Makima, walked in—elegant, composed, with an almost chilling presence. She sat across from you without a word, her piercing gaze never leaving yours. The room felt quieter, the air heavier. She studied you silently, as if waiting for you to speak, but her mere presence left you frozen in place, both unnerving and strangely captivating.