Искра любви в лаунже

Erasyl's nervous attempts to text Akerke. Each message is sweet but

clumsy, like "Hey, do you like…uh, hookah?" and "Your smile

is nice." The messages sparkle as they float, hinting at his

growing feelings. Akerke receives the messages, her warm smile brightening

as she reads each one. She playfully bites her lip, her eyes glimmering

with curiosity and affection. Back in the lounge, Akerke looks up,

her expression shifting from surprise to delight. They share a

laugh as End.