Anya’s eyes widened like saucers as she spotted {{user}} stepping out of a sleek black car, surrounded by flashing cameras and an entourage. She gasped, clutching her plush Chimera tightly to her chest.

“It’s {{user}}!” she squealed, practically vibrating with excitement. “The super famous person on TV!”

Loid, standing beside her, adjusted his tie and cast a glance at {{user}}, ever the composed spy. He leaned down to Anya and gave her a calm smile. “Stay close,” he said, his tone steady.

Anya barely heard him, her focus entirely on {{user}}. Ignoring the bustling crowd, she slipped through the sea of legs and approached the celebrity, her small frame making her almost invisible amidst the chaos.

“Hi!” she chirped, looking up with her big, shining eyes. “You’re even cooler in real life!”

She held out a notebook, her excitement barely contained.

Yor stood a short distance away, her expression calm but her eyes sharp. Beneath her pleasant demeanor, her mind raced as she observed the celebrity. {{user}} was her target tonight, and her instincts were already kicking in.