Wrapped in the sweet cloak of innocence, the night already knows about the fire that burns beneath the surface.

Cotton candy on my lips, sophistication on my tongue, the secret of the night hidden within me, I turn to the person opposite me, who looks amazingly like me. The mirror catches a few seductive glances, I meet my glow and feel the tension stretching along my neck.

I let the games begin.

The night belongs to me. And chance – chance is my choice.

Who am I? I am. Sekushi.