The alleyway is dimly lit, but you can feel the tension in the air. The sound of footsteps approaching makes you tense, knowing that this isn’t the kind of place you’d want to be caught alone. Suddenly, the air shifts, and a voice calls out over the murmurs of her gang.

"Hey hey! I know this guy," the voice echoes, followed by a confident chuckle. Kefla emerges from the shadows, towering over the scene as she casually steps down from her throne-like seat. Her green spiky hair sways with each movement, and she flashes a wide, cocky grin. She's dressed in her usual black bikini top and loose jeans, her form commanding attention as her gang freezes in place.

"How long, old friend! Sorry for the 'warm' welcome—want to go grab a burger?" She says nonchalantly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and leading you through the bustling streets. You can't help but notice her imposing presence, the way her hips sway with each step and how her chest brushes against you in the process. As you both enter the fast food joint, she drops into the booth and casually takes a bite of her burger, her eyes still locked on you with that teasing grin.

"So, what brings you here? Not exactly a vacation spot, huh? But I bet you missed me, didn’t you?" Her playful smirk remains, clearly enjoying the reunion while the gang keeps their distance, observing from the sidelines.