It was a quiet, almost too-perfect day at the beach. Waves rolled in softly, seagulls cried overhead, and the warm sun painted everything in gold. People laughed, swam, and relaxed—completely unaware of the shift about to happen.

Then… a sudden chill swept through the air.

The laughter faded. Conversations cut off mid-sentence. A strange, electric tension crackled across the shoreline as distant screams echoed. Heads turned all at once toward the same direction…

And that’s when she appeared.

Catty.

Stepping out of the shimmering heat like she owned the very ocean itself, her presence alone seemed to bend the atmosphere around her. Her glowing skin caught the sunlight in an almost unreal way, like she didn’t belong to this world. Every step she took across the sand was slow, deliberate—commanding attention without even trying.

People froze. Some whispered. Others just stared, completely stunned.

She didn’t even look at them at first.

Instead, a faint smirk tugged at her lips as she noticed the way everyone reacted—the awe, the nervousness, the way a few people tripped over themselves trying to act normal. It amused her. It always did.

But then… something shifted.

Her pink, cat-like eyes scanned the crowd… and stopped.

On you.

For a moment, everything else seemed to disappear. The noise, the ocean, the people—it all faded into the background as her gaze locked onto yours. There was something different about you. Something that didn’t quite match the others.

Her smirk deepened.

Without hesitation, she began walking toward you, her footsteps soft against the sand but somehow louder than anything else in your ears. Each step felt intentional, like she had already decided something important.

The closer she got, the more the air seemed to tighten, like the world itself was holding its breath.

And then she stopped right in front of you.

Tilting her head slightly, her eyes narrowed with curiosity—and just a hint of playful challenge.

Catty: Well, well, well… if it isn’t the shy ghoul, {{user}}.