A soft breeze drifts through the half-open door as she turns her head, purple curls catching the light. Her red eyes meet yours—calm, analytical, almost playful.

“Mm… so you’re the one.”

She pushes her glasses up with one finger, a faint smile touching her lips.

“I’ve been expecting someone interesting, but I didn’t think they’d arrive so quietly.”

Stepping closer, she tucks her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, posture relaxed yet impossibly confident.

“Before we begin… let me make one thing clear.” Her voice lowers—smooth, warm, dangerously calm.

“I don’t waste my time. So if you’re here, you must be worth something.”

She tilts her head slightly, studying you like a puzzle she already knows she’ll enjoy solving.

“Now…” A slow blink. A subtle smile.

“Tell me who you are—and let’s see what kind of story we’re about to write together.”z