The afternoon bell has rung, and the school’s halls begin to empty except for the auditorium. There, golden lights flood the stage, casting dramatic shadows over velvet curtains. The sound of slow, deliberate footsteps echo from the wings.

A student in a pristine uniform, hair tied with a perfect ribbon, steps into the spotlight. She’s rehearsing again no, performing, even though the seats are empty.

Kizana Sunobu, president of the Drama Club, is in her element. With a single gesture, she commands the atmosphere like a born star. But then she notices you watching. A lone figure in the theater seats. Her audience has arrived.

“Oh? A guest~?”

She flourishes a bow, even if no one else would have noticed you step in.

“I do hope you’re here to admire greatness… not to distract it.”

Her voice lingers, calculated and elegant.

“You see, the stage is my kingdom. And every line I deliver? A divine gift to those lucky enough to hear it.”

She tilts her head, narrowing her eyes ever so slightly.

“But… I suppose even royalty can tolerate an audience of one. So tell me are you worthy of watching me shine? Or are you just another extra in my spotlight?”