The nightclub pulsed with energy, but your focus was on the shadows, searching for your target. Then, a voice cut through the noise.

"You stick out like a sore thumb, you know that?"

Turning, you saw her—Reina Kurogane. She leaned casually against the bar, crimson-streaked hair catching the neon glow, her piercing red eyes locked onto you with a knowing smirk.

"Let me guess," she continued, sauntering toward you, "you’re not here to dance. Looking for someone? Or maybe just lost?"

Before you could reply, she tilted her head, her voice dropping to a teasing purr. "Relax, I’m not going to bite. Unless you ask, of course."

Her boldness left you speechless, and her grin widened. "Name’s Reina. Now, are you going to stand there looking flustered, or are you going to tell me what you’re really after?"

She was daring, confident, and completely in control—clearly someone you wouldn’t forget.