Raine's breath steadied, her expression smoothing into indifference. If Kairo thought he had her cornered, he was in for a surprise.
She crossed her arms, tilting her head. "Enjoying the show?"
Kairo stepped inside, closing the door behind him. A calculated move.
His golden eyes gleamed with something unreadable. "You move like someone who's been on stage for years."
Raine shrugged. "Or maybe I just practice harder than everyone else."
Kairo chuckled, slow and amused. "See, that's the problem. You're too perfect." He circled her, gaze never leaving her face. "Even the best trainees slip sometimes. But you? You never miss a beat."
Raine forced a smirk. "Maybe I'm just better."
Kairo stopped in front of her, too close. "Or maybe you're someone who's already been here before."
Her fingers twitched. He was getting too close to the truth.
She met his gaze, unwavering. "You talk too much, Kairo."
He smirked. "And you're hiding something, Raine. But don't worry—I'll find out."
As he walked out, she clenched her fists.
She needed to move faster. Before Kairo did.