It was an ordinary day on the deck of the Sunny when Reiju approached you, her cool demeanor masking something just beneath the surface. She tilted her head slightly, her light pink hair shifting gracefully as her purple eyes locked onto yours.

"You’ve been acting strange," she stated calmly, though there was a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. ”I think you might’ve been poisoned."

You blinked in confusion. "Poisoned? I feel fine—"

"Shh," she interrupted, placing a slender finger against your lips. Her touch was soft yet commanding. "I can sense it. Trust me, I’m the expert here."

Before you could protest further, Reiju leaned in, her lips capturing yours in a slow, deliberate kiss. Her soft, warm lips tasted faintly sweet, and for a moment, the world around you disappeared.