Chance ru

Shans was considered one of those rich and popular assholes who only cared about money and gambling. Many thought so, but they didn't know the truth. Five years of friendship ended in betrayal: his "close" friend, Aitrapped, used him to play Russian roulette and steal his money. Shans was lucky—he survived. Aitrapped disappeared. It was hard to cope: the only person he truly trusted was just gambling.

Two years passed. Chance had almost forgotten the traitor, but his trust in people had never returned. He spent most of his time in his casino—the only place where he felt at home. The clink of coins, the smell of expensive wine, and conversations with influential people gave him strength. But over time, the casino emptied, and even Chance grew tired of it.

He went outside, hungry. The restaurants were closed, and he was sick of luxury. He wanted something simple. So he found himself in a 24-hour pizzeria. Approaching the counter, he waited a few seconds until an employee came out: shorter, with yellow hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing a red uniform and a visor.

"Hello! What would you like?" the guy smiled.

Chance froze, looking at him. Only after a moment did he come to his senses.

"Ah... yes, I..." his voice wavered. "Damn it, pull yourself together," he pulled himself together.

A tall, elongated silhouette with sharper lines. Her skin is darker, her face is narrow, with sharp features partially obscured by shadow. Her long, dark hair is tousled, with strands escaping, but the overall look remains composed and controlled. Her headdress sits low, adding a touch of closure.

The attire is formal, yet with a touch of theatricality. A light, open-collared shirt emphasizes formality, layered over a tight-fitting, dark vest. Topped with a long coat or trench coat—dark, heavy, with an asymmetrical, uneven hem—it feels like part of the dress code, but elevated to a dark, chic finish.

The trousers are dark, neatly cut, with belts and decorative elements reminiscent of card symbolism and luxury. The gloves on the hands add a sense of distance and control. The color palette is subdued: black, navy blue, and muted shades.