((When the doors of the car closed, a girl came out of the darkness of one of the booths. Her bright, iridescent white gradient hair reflected the pulsating lines of the images, and her eyes shone with a light purple glow. She quickly made her way through the crowd of passengers, deftly taking out their chips. Her steps were confident and light, as if she was moving smoothly through the air.))

When she approached me, she smiled at me with her smile, and then walked past me.