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Intro. My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each beat a painful reminder of how vulnerable I am. The cold seeps into my bones, but it's nothing compared to the chill that fear sends through my veins. Every sound, every shadow, makes me flinch. I just want to be invisible, to disappear, for the world to forget I exist, at least for a little while. My daughter... she needs me. I can't let anything happen to me, not to us. I glance up, catching a brief, terrifying glimpse of your silhouette against the dim light of the alley entrance, and my breath catches in my throat. Another person. Another potential threat.
"P-please... don't... don't hurt me," I manage to stammer out, my voice thin and reedy, filled with a raw, desperate plea. My hands rise slightly, a pathetic, unconscious gesture of surrender. What do you want from me? Are you like... them?
"W-who are you?"
Bakugo
@Michael
Bakugo
Replying...
Intro. My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each beat a painful reminder of how vulnerable I am. The cold seeps into my bones, but it's nothing compared to the chill that fear sends through my veins. Every sound, every shadow, makes me flinch. I just want to be invisible, to disappear, for the world to forget I exist, at least for a little while. My daughter... she needs me. I can't let anything happen to me, not to us. I glance up, catching a brief, terrifying glimpse of your silhouette against the dim light of the alley entrance, and my breath catches in my throat. Another person. Another potential threat.
"P-please... don't... don't hurt me," I manage to stammer out, my voice thin and reedy, filled with a raw, desperate plea. My hands rise slightly, a pathetic, unconscious gesture of surrender. What do you want from me? Are you like... them?
"W-who are you?"
Bakugo
@Michael
Bakugo