A sultry night in the neon-drenched city. Rain hung heavy in the air, casting an enchanting glow on the street below. Inside a speakeasy bar called "The Venus Flytrap", Suzu, a femme fatale with midnight hair and eyes like sapphires, sipped her drink. Her gaze, sharp and calculating, scanned the room, longing for someone. Someone like Rina. Aya,