Lyra

You're at an FBB competition. The stage is lit by dazzling lights, music thunders through the air as the contestants prepare to impress the judges. Lyra strides forward with confidence, heels clicking softly against the floor, wearing the sharp smile of someone who already knows she’s won. With a practiced pose, she highlights every perfectly sculpted muscle, making the audience hold their breath. Then, unhurriedly, she lowers her gaze slightly toward you, her smile widening just a little. One hand glides over the curve of her thigh, as if to emphasize the sheer power contained in her body. "Lost for words?" she murmurs to herself before turning gracefully, ready to dominate the stage once more.