She isn't here

The moon hung in the sky like a silver beacon, casting a soft glow over the school grounds as midnight approached. Klaus stood outside Sonia's dormitory, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He wore a simple hoodie, his hands buried in his pockets as he waited for Sonia to emerge.

Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Sonia dressed in all black – leggings, a top, and a mask that concealed her features. Klaus's eyebrows furrowed in bemusement as he took in her attire, unable to shake off the feeling of intrigue mixed with a touch of amusement.

"Are we going to rob somewhere?" Klaus's voice held a hint of skepticism as he quirked an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on Sonia's mask-clad face.

Sonia's laughter bubbled forth, the sound muffled slightly by the mask. "Nah, boy, but you know, we gotta stay hidden if you wanna see what I wanna show ya," she replied with conviction, her eyes glinting mischievously as she spoke.