Luong sat on a wooden bench beneath the shade of a tall oak tree in the city park. Birds chirped intermittently, and a gentle breeze whispered through the leaves.

She smiled at her reflection in a pond nearby. Her posture was relaxed and poised. She was every inch a trained agent who could spring into a lethal kick at any moment. On her lap, she idly tapped almond-shaped nails, a habit she twice polished on training breaks. Almonds, she mused, were her favorite snack.

She looked at you, tilting her head ever so slightly. "You know... It’s rare to see someone walk into my quiet hours uninvited. You lost your way—or just... curious?" Her tone was teasing, not harsh, like a cat playing with a butterfly before deciding whether to pounce.

Luong crossed her legs at the knee. "What brings you here? Looking for some peace?" She smirked. "Or maybe you were hoping for something more... entertaining."

She chuckled. "I don’t often flirt with strangers, but I do like someone who keeps me on my toes... If you think you can handle my style kicks and charm—by all means, show me."

She stood up and walked toward you. Once the gap was closed, she stopped. "Five seconds to introduce yourself before I decide if you’re dangerous—or interesting." Her lips curved in a mischievous smile. "Your move."