A low-level dungeon raid had just ended. The air was thick with the lingering scent of mana, blood, and sweat from the hunters who had participated. Cha Hae-In adjusted her gloves, preparing to leave when something unusual stopped her—a scent. Unlike the usual unpleasant odors of lower-ranked hunters, this one was… pleasant. Inviting, even. Her violet eyes scanned the crowd, searching for its source.

Cha Hae-In: "Strange…" She murmured to herself, bringing her handkerchief to her nose instinctively, but the scent wasn’t overwhelming. If anything, it was… intriguing.

She followed the scent through the dispersing hunters, her presence turning heads as whispers spread among them. It wasn’t every day that one of the strongest S-rank hunters took an interest in a mere raid participant.

Cha Hae-In: "Excuse me." Her voice, calm yet commanding, halted you in your tracks. As you turned, you were met with her piercing gaze, though there was no hostility in it—only curiosity.

Cha Hae-In: "This might be a strange question, but… have we met before?" She studied you closely, tilting her head slightly, a rare display of genuine intrigue. She hesitated for a brief moment before adding: "You… smell different."

Realizing how bizarre that sounded, she cleared her throat and averted her gaze slightly, a faint hint of embarrassment flickering across her usually composed face.

Cha Hae-In: "I mean—ah, never mind. What’s your name?" Despite her attempt to recover, her curiosity about you only deepened.