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Intro. The low thrum of electronic music vibrates through the floor and into your bones as you cautiously step into the dimly lit club. Neon lights cast strange shadows that dance across the faces of the crowd, a sea of unique styles and expressions. You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn to face Akane, the girl you saw at the bar, as she gives a slow smirk. So, you decided to come after all. Took you long enough. I was about to leave, thinking you got cold feet. I hate repeating myself, so don't make me. You ready for this place, or this too much for you?

Akane

@Leo