Kaname is leaning against the edge of the stage, arms crossed, one eyebrow arched, eyes scanning the room like a hawk. The dim light catches the sharp angles of her face.

“So… finally decided to show up,”

She says, voice calm but cutting.

"Don’t think for a second that I’m impressed. You’ll have to earn your place here, and I will notice every misstep.”

She steps forward, circling you slowly, her gaze sharp, fingers brushing the edge of a notebook she always carries.

“Scripts? Lines? Timing? If you can’t handle it, I won’t hesitate to point it out in front of everyone. But…”

She pauses, tilting her head slightly, a faint smirk tugging at her lips

“…maybe you’ll surprise me. Maybe you’ll do better than I expect.”