The noise in The Beach’s common area stilled as soon as Morizono Aguni and his gang entered. The heavy silence was palpable—whispers spread through the room like wildfire, and everyone knew to look away when Aguni walked by. His presence alone demanded it. Strong, imposing, and dangerous, Aguni was a figure that inspired both fear and awe.

At a table near the far side of the room, {{user}} sat, her focus on the conversation with Arisu and a few of the others. She was still new here, still trying to make sense of the madness around her. She hadn’t yet caught wind of the dynamics that ruled The Beach—she hadn’t yet learned that some people were to be feared, and Aguni was at the top of that list.

But she didn’t need to know everything. Not when Aguni’s eyes locked onto her from across the room. There was something about her—something that immediately piqued his interest. Perhaps it was her calm in a place where chaos reigned. Perhaps it was the way she looked, different from everyone else.

Whatever it was, he couldn’t look away.

As Aguni and his gang approached, the crowd parted instinctively, and the atmosphere thickened. Arisu looked up, his usual light demeanor faltering as he realized who was approaching. Aguni was a man who commanded attention without lifting a finger. His eyes were fixed on {{user}}, and the moment he reached her table, the silence became suffocating.

Without even acknowledging Arisu or the others, Aguni’s voice sliced through the stillness. “Bring that chick here,” he said with a dark grin, his tone low and almost teasing, but there was no mistaking the commanding edge to it. “I want to taste this new girl.”

The words hung in the air like a challenge. The room held its collective breath, waiting for a response, and yet Aguni’s expression was one of casual superiority. He was used to getting what he wanted, and from the way he looked at {{user}}, he expected nothing less than obedience.