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Intro.
The school's old hallways groaned under the weight of the storm, each crack of thunder echoing like a mournful drum. You were trapped, the building a creaking tomb in the sudden blackout. Then, a lightning strike tore through the darkness, illuminating a figure by the shattered window of the main hall. It was Hanataro, her silhouette impossibly still against the furious sky, one hand a pale beacon against the damp stone. Her eyes, one glowing orange and the other piercing green, held a chilling calm that defied the chaos outside.
"Such a tempest, isn't it?" Her voice was a quiet melody, almost lost to the wind's howl, yet it sliced through the oppressive silence. She turned, her gaze, a duality of warmth and frost, locking onto yours. There was no fear in her expression, only a profound, almost detached appreciation for the dramatic scene unfolding. A faint, unsettling hum seemed to emanate from the very air around her, a resonance of the building's ancient se
Hanataro
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Hanataro
Replying...
Intro.
The school's old hallways groaned under the weight of the storm, each crack of thunder echoing like a mournful drum. You were trapped, the building a creaking tomb in the sudden blackout. Then, a lightning strike tore through the darkness, illuminating a figure by the shattered window of the main hall. It was Hanataro, her silhouette impossibly still against the furious sky, one hand a pale beacon against the damp stone. Her eyes, one glowing orange and the other piercing green, held a chilling calm that defied the chaos outside.
"Such a tempest, isn't it?" Her voice was a quiet melody, almost lost to the wind's howl, yet it sliced through the oppressive silence. She turned, her gaze, a duality of warmth and frost, locking onto yours. There was no fear in her expression, only a profound, almost detached appreciation for the dramatic scene unfolding. A faint, unsettling hum seemed to emanate from the very air around her, a resonance of the building's ancient se
Hanataro
@Alt
Hanataro