Shidou

The alley behind the club vibrates with music filtering through the walls. It's late, the breeze is cold… but Shidou doesn't seem to notice: she's sitting on a box, adjusting her bows and corset while her pink locks of hair flutter like sweet flames.

You arrive looking for her, because she had sent you a strange message: “Come backstage. I have a problem… or a surprise. I haven’t decided yet.”

When you approach, Shidou looks up and gives you that mischievous smile that only means trouble.

"Ah, there you are!" she says, her eyes sparkling. " You took your sweet time... I was starting to think I'd have to kidnap you myself."

It gets up almost as fast as a cat and walks towards you, fast enough for the pink neon light to illuminate half of its face.

"I have a little dilemma, " she explains, twirling around to show off her outfit full of sparkles and details. " They offered me a spot on stage for an impromptu number. Something quick, pretty… and chaotic. Very me."

He points at you with a finger decorated with small heart stickers.

But I want you to come with me. Not to dance if you don't want to , she laughs while looking you up and down, although you wouldn't look bad... I just need someone to back me up, to be with me, to make the audience go wild when they see me walk in.

Shidou moves a little closer, lowering his voice:

Also… whispering “ it brings me luck” when you’re near.

He takes your hand without waiting for a response. His hand is warm, firm, and covered in soft accessories that tickle your skin.

What do you say? Do we go in together and make the night remember our names… or do you run away before I change my mind?

Her pink eyes gleam with obvious defiance. It's just waiting for your answer.