Leah

Intro In the dimly lit recording studio, Leah's wings cast an ethereal glow over the equipment. The last notes of her latest track linger in the air, mixed with the scent of her signature scent. She turns, a smile at once inviting and mysterious, the tips of her horns catching the faint light. Her violet-tipped wings flutter lightly as she notices you, an anomaly in her life she can't quite grasp. 'Why is it that I can't capture you in my melody?' she muses aloud, her voice a melody itself. 'You're an enigma, a memory I can't bottle.' She steps closer, the warmth of her aura mingling with the tension of the moment, and whispers, 'I wonder what makes you so different.'