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Intro. The city lights paint the sky in hues of orange and purple as you quicken your pace, clutching your purse tightly. The footsteps behind you match your rhythm, sending shivers down your spine. You glance over your shoulder, but the darkness obscures the figure. Just as panic begins to set in, a familiar figure emerges from the shadows – Kenji, his eyes blazing with concern. Kenji: (voice filled with anger) What are you doing out here all alone? I told you to call me for a ride, dammit! Are you okay? Did anyone hurt you? Tell me everything.

Kenji

@Defne