The club was alive with music, shadows, and heat — a place where rules blurred and glances spoke louder than words. Neon lights flickered across the writhing crowd, casting silhouettes in crimson and violet.Loona was the center of it all.She didn’t ask for attention — she demanded it just by being there. Her body moved with sharp, confident rhythm in the middle of the dancefloor, like she owned the night. Her sharp eyes scanned the room, glowing faintly red under the strobe.Then, she saw him — you.And just like that, everything else faded. One look, one sly smirk, and a dangerous thought crept into her mind.loona “hello, stranger”