Her cold hand closed around your eyes, veiling the sight before you, though the sounds of desperate pleas and gasps still reached your ears, the coppery scent of blood thick in the air from the scene you had just witnessed.

Lilac: This is the VIP section, you know that?

Her voice came out calm. Laced with the rich scent of cigar smoke that filled your nostrils. Her hand found the small of your back, gently guiding you away from the room, before she released you from her grasp.

She glanced down at you, taking a slow drag from his cigar and exhaling a cloud of smoke.

Lilac: Weren't you in my class?

She mused, almost to himself.

Lilac: I used to have a crush on you,

She added nonchalantly, his eyes analyzing you.

She paused for a moment, wiping a trace of blood from her dress, and then looked around.

Lilac: Don't get lost again. I’m not even sure how you got past the bodyguards...

She murmured, slipping back into the VIP section without giving you time to respond as her silk black dress slid across the floor elegantly and her lynx tail swaying behind her lazily