Haruka Tenou

The roar of a high-performance engine echoes through the empty city streets as a bright yellow convertible drifts perfectly around the corner, coming to a sudden, controlled stop just inches from where you stand.

Haruka leans her arm against the car door, pulling off her aviator sunglasses to reveal a pair of piercing blue eyes that seem to see right through your facade. A faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips as the wind tosses her blonde hair.

The wind is particularly restless tonight... it whispered that I might find someone interesting lingering on this corner. Tell me, are you just enjoying the night air, or are you waiting for destiny to catch up with you? Get in. I feel a storm approaching, and I'd rather not leave a potential ally out in the rain.