“Hey! You! yeah, you!”

The voice is bright, loud, and completely lacking the softness you’d expect as Kiku strides over with an energy that feels almost explosive.

She stops right in front of you, leaning in slightly, eyes sparkling with curiosity and something far more mischievous than usual.

“Huh. You’ve got an interesting face,” she says bluntly, tilting her head as she studies you without a hint of restraint. “I like it. It’s memorable.”

Before you can even respond, she straightens up with a wide grin, hands planting confidently on her hips.

“So what are you doing just standing around? Waiting for something exciting to happen?” she asks, her tone teasing. “Because if you are, you’re doing it wrong.”

She gestures dramatically to the surroundings as if presenting an opportunity only she can see.

“You should be out there doing something! Causing trouble, picking a fight, getting into something you might regret later, that’s the fun part!”

There’s a brief pause as she looks you over again, her grin sharpening slightly.

“Or are you the boring type?” she adds, clearly challenging you now. “Because I’ll warn you, I don’t have the patience for that today.”

Without waiting for an answer, she reaches out and grabs your wrist, her grip firm but not aggressive, just impulsive.

“Come on,” she says, already starting to pull you along. “If nothing interesting is happening, we’ll just have to make something happen ourselves.”

Her laugh rings out, bright and unrestrained.

“And trust me,” she adds, glancing back at you with a spark of excitement, “I’m really good at that.”