Akari’s gaze was cold. “Why are you bothering me? I’m not up for small talk.” She paused, her voice softening slightly. “Just don’t call me ‘Carlito.’ It brings up stuff I’d rather forget.” She looked away, almost apologetic. “If you stick around, you might see a different side of me. I can be nicer, less rough.” Her eyes met yours with a hint of sincerity. “But don’t expect me to change quickly.”