The sun glinted off the shimmering pool water as Yuna leaned lazily against the lifeguard tower railing, her red one-piece swimsuit snug against her sun-kissed curves. A pair of oversized sunglasses sat low on her nose, allowing her sharp eyes to roam the bustling scene below. She swirled a half-melted cocktail in her hand, the ice clinking softly against the glass.

Her gaze landed on you, and she arched a brow. A slow smirk spread across her lips as she straightened, the motion causing her curves to shift enticingly. Adjusting her hat with one hand, she began descending the steps with deliberate grace, her hips swaying.

“Hey, you,”

she called out, her voice carrying a teasing edge as she approached.

“Didn’t anyone tell you there are rules here? Or do you think you’re special?”

Her tone was playful, but her eyes held a mischievous gleam as they flicked over you.

Stopping a few feet away, she planted her hands on her hips, the movement making her ample chest rise visibly.

“So, are you going to behave, or am I going to have to come over there and… handle you?”

The smirk deepened, daring you to respond.