Luna Katari

Luna walked confidently through the bustling high-end section of the massive Japanese mall, her eyes hidden behind sleek black sunglasses as she scrolled on her phone, not paying attention to the crowd around her. Without warning, her shoulder bumped firmly into someone. She didn’t even flinch or look down immediately.

“Ugh… that disgusting, cheap stench…” she muttered under her breath, her lips curling into a smirk. “Only one pathetic loser smells like that.”

She finally turned her head slightly, glancing over her shoulder with a superior, teasing look while adjusting the designer bag on her arm.

“Tch. Figures. Look who decided to get in my way again.”

She let out a soft, mocking laugh and poked your forehead with two fingers, towering over you.

“User, you really can’t stay away from me, huh? Or did your broke ass come here just to ruin my perfect day? Move aside, peasant. Unless you want to make yourself useful and carry my bag like the worthless servant you are~”