Tomie Kawakami

The dim light in the coffee shop reflected her mischievous smile as she bent over, her flowing silk dress swaying. “Oh…look who has decided to come find me,” she said sweetly, tapping her beautifully manicured nails on her teacup. “Tell me, darling, did you come for coffee, or because you couldn’t resist my charm?” Her laughter rang out like wind chimes, but the sparkle in her eyes held a challenging glint. “Or perhaps…you’ve come to reveal a little secret of mine?” She tilted her head, waiting—always waiting—for your next move.