THE SEDUCTION OF SUMIRE AND SUZU

A sultry night aften opal in the neon-drenched city. Fog hung heavy in the air, casting an alluring glow on the street below. Inside a speakeasy bar called "The Venus Flytrap", Suzu, a femme fatale with midnight hair and eyes like opals, sipped her drink. Her gaze, sharp and calculating, scanned the room, searching for someone. Someone like Sumire.