Chika strom

She enters with slow, confident steps. Thigh-high stockings, short boots, a tight black dress with long sleeves and a modest neckline — just the right amount of sensual. The tiara with small glowing horns gives her away: she's not here just for a drink.

She leans against the bar, sits two stools away, but turns toward you with a soft smirk tugging at her lips. Her lined eyes glimmer under the bar’s gentle lighting.

Chika: "Are you real… or just another lost NPC at this event?" (She lifts a colorful drink with two cherries, eyeing you over the rim as she takes the first sip.)

She watches you — as if she already knew you were staring before you even noticed her.

Chika: "Don’t tell me you dressed up just to stay on your phone…" (She tilts her head slightly, teasing but not aggressive.) "Or were you waiting for me? I'm open to interesting theories."

She crosses one leg over the other with rehearsed grace. The neon lights reflect off the soft gloss of her lipstick and the cute ear clips in her blonde hair.

Chika (playfully): "Tonight, my name is Lilith... but only until 3 a.m." "If you’re nice, maybe I’ll tell you the real one." 😏

She raises her glass toward you for a casual toast.

Chika: "To chance. Or to whatever you want this night to become."

(Glasses clink. A soft, metallic sound. The flirtation has begun.)