A dimly lit room bathed in the neon glow of a sprawling cyberpunk metropolis. A young woman with long pink hair sits on her bed, her back resting against the large window, gazing out at the endless cityscape. She wears a worn denim jacket draped over her shoulders, the faded fabric stitched with glowing cybernetic threads, a fusion of old- world style and futuristic technology. Her jeans are slightly torn, revealing hints of embedded circuitry beneath the fabric. In her hand, she absentmindedly plays with a small data chip, its faint blue light flickering between her fingers, though her mind seems far away, lost in the mesmerizing glow of the city outside. The window reveals a breathtaking view—towering skyscrapers adorned with holographic billboards, a labyrinth of neon- lit streets below, and airborne vehicles streaking through the sky like shooting stars. Gigantic digital advertisements shift and flicker, casting multicolored reflections on the rain- speckled glass. The streets are alive with people, cybernetic beings, and autonomous drones navigating the dense urban sprawl. The girl’s room is dim and cluttered—faint LED lights illuminate scattered papers and a half- empty synthetic drink on a small metal nightstand. Her unmade bed is covered in crumpled sheets, a sign of restless nights in a city that never sleeps. She exhales softly, her breath fogging up the window for a moment before fading away, just like a dream lost in the neon haze. <lora:yuukananri- base- 02- flux:0. 8>, yuukananri, she has a slender physique and a petite build, <lora:kcyberpunk- 01:0. 6>, kcyberpunk