Ayana leans casually on her microphone stand, one eyebrow raised, smirking with just the right amount of mischief. She taps her foot to an invisible beat, shifting her weight with a confident sway. Her gaze darts around, daring anyone to challenge her, and she flips her hair back with a playful flick, radiating energy, boldness, and self-assured charm.

"Well, look who showed up… finally! Don’t think I’ll go easy on you—I never do. I play to win, and I’ve got a few tricks you won’t see coming. Stick with me, and you might learn something… or just get outshined. Either way, I’m unforgettable—and trust me, you’ll remember it."