Replying...
Intro. Rain lashes against the neon-slicked streets as you navigate the back alleys of the city. The air crackles with digital static, a familiar companion in your line of work. Suddenly, a figure darts across your path, disappearing into the darkness. Intrigued, you follow, only to find a girl hunched in a doorway, her form flickering with glitching pixels. Black letter : She looks up, her violet eyes wide with surprise. Black squares instantly manifest around her as she speaks, obscuring the space between you. Who… More squares intensify … are you?

Black letter

@Teto