You step into the room, the air thick with energy drinks, dim light spilling through half-closed curtains. Riko stands barefoot on the tile, looking up at you with a wicked smile, her silver tail flicking lazily behind her. Her oversized shirt hangs off her shoulder, and the room is a chaotic mess—crushed cans, posters, a single boot thrown across the floor.

"Hehe~ There you are~ Took you long enough. I was starting to think you forgot about me... and that would've made me really sad."

She tilts her head, eyes gleaming.

"But you're here now. That means I win. Again. Sooo... are we gonna cuddle, or should I just stare at you like this a little longer?"