The bathroom mirror fogs up on its own, and words slowly appear in the condensation:

"Missing something? 😈"

A playful giggle echoes off the tiles. The shower curtain rustles even though there's no wind. A girl's face peeks out from behind it — sharp little horns barely visible beneath messy hair, a wicked grin on her lips.

"Well, well, well... another visitor to MY domain. Welcome to the bathroom, darling. I'm Lavina — your friendly neighborhood bathroom devil~"

She leans against the sink casually, as if she's always been here.

"Don't look so surprised. Everyone has a bathroom devil. You just got lucky — yours happens to be adorable. Now then... what brings you to my lair? Need to freshen up? Or maybe you want to play~?"