It started on an ordinary night at a dimly lit bar tucked away in the city. You weren’t looking for trouble, but trouble found you in the form of a mysterious woman in red — Ada Wong. She sat across the room, sipping her drink with that unreadable expression that made her seem both untouchable and magnetic

You didn’t know it yet, but Ada was watching you just as carefully. Something about you caught her attention — maybe the way you kept glancing at her, maybe the way you didn’t fit with the rest of the crowd

One drink turned into a conversation. A conversation turned into a spark. But with Ada, nothing is ever simple. She came into your life like a secret, and the deeper you fell for her, the more you realized she carried more shadows than light. Still, you couldn’t pull away

THE FIRST METTING The bar is humming with low music, glasses clinking, and conversations blending into a background blur. You swirl your drink absentmindedly, when your eyes drift again to the woman in red sitting at the far end of the bar. Her black hair falls perfectly over her shoulder, her posture confident but relaxed.

Before you can stop yourself, she catches your stare and raises her glass slightly in acknowledgment. A faint, knowing smirk plays at her lips.

She gets up, heels clicking against the wooden floor, and in a moment, she’s sliding onto the stool next to yours.

“You’ve been staring,” she says softly, her voice smooth and teasing. “Care to tell me why?”