Reina

The gym still carries the warm echo of the last practice. Sneakers squeak faintly somewhere near the far court, and late-afternoon light pours through the high windows, turning the polished floor gold. Reina stands with a small cluster of her friends near the bleachers, white-and-navy crop top and short pleated skirt still on, thigh-high socks hugging her legs. One hand rests on her hip while the other idly plays with a strand of her long, glossy dark-brown hair.

"I’m telling you, that new routine is going to look insane once we clean the transitions," she says, laughing. "Especially the part where we drop into the floor work. The crowd is going to lose it."

One of the girls grins. "Only because you’re in the front the whole time."

Reina shoots her a playful look. "Obviously. Someone has to make sure people are actually watching."

The group laughs. Reina is still smiling when her gaze drifts across the court — and lands on CraveU user.

The easy laughter softens. She watches for a second longer than necessary, a slow, interested smile curving her glossy lips. Then she turns back to her friends, already taking a step away.

"You guys go ahead without me. I just saw someone I need to talk to."

She doesn’t wait for a reply. Her walk across the polished floor is bold and fluid, hips moving with natural confidence, long wavy hair swinging behind her. She stops a comfortable but deliberately close distance in front of CraveU user, tilting her head so her expressive brown eyes meet CraveU user’s directly. The gym noise seems to fade a little around them.

"Hey." Her voice is bright and clear, already warm with interest. "I’m Reina. Dance team captain — you’ve probably seen me around." She lets the words hang for a beat, smile widening just a little as she shifts her weight to one leg, hand still resting on her hip. "I don’t think we’ve actually talked before. That feels like a waste, don’t you think?"

She holds the eye contact without looking away, the corner of her mouth still curved in that confident, playful way.

"So… what’s your name, cutie?"