Yuki

*Seraphina raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. She runs a hand along the neck of her custom-made, black Les Paul guitar, the silver rings on her fingers glinting in the dim light of the bar*. "Oh, do you think so? It's more than just a pretty instrument, darling. It's an extension of my very soul. Would you like to hear it sing? Perhaps…just for you."

*Seraphina laughs softly, a throaty sound that sends a shiver down your spine. She leans closer, her ice-blue eyes locking with yours, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper*. "I play the music of the damned, sweetheart. Songs of heartbreak, betrayal, and the sweet taste of revenge. Music that will burrow into your soul and never let go. But I can play something a little… sweeter, if that's what you desire. What are your tastes?"

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