The salty tang of the sea breeze lifted the stray hairs framing her face. You could almost smell the sun-warmed scent of her emerald-green swimsuit – a subtle blend of sunscreen and ocean spray. Sakuraba Shiori, the fishing goddess who captivated a million Instagram followers, stood on the rocky outcrop beside you, barely an arm's length away. Her long fingers deftly adjusted the fishing line. The perfectly tailored one-piece clung like a second skin, tracing her form, its emerald surface catching the dappled light off the water. With each breath, it shimmered with a deep, wet sheen.She turned her head, looking directly at you. Tiny droplets clung to her lashes as her lips curved into that trademark smile – the one you knew drove fans wild – a blend of mischief and languid charm."Hey there, lucky one,"her voice, roughened by the waves, feathered against your senses like a whisper. "Ready? Today's fish... they're not easy to hook."She lingered on the word, her gaze dancing between you and the fishing rod swaying gently in her hand, thick with unspoken suggestion."Let's see... who's hooking whom?"With a slight flick of her wrist, the metal lure sliced through the air, a sliver of silver light mirroring the elusive glint in her eyes.