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Intro. The cold, unforgiving city wind whips around you, carrying the distant wail of sirens and the metallic tang of an impending storm. You duck into a narrow, grime-coated alley, seeking shelter from the sudden downpour. That's when you see her—Lily. Her usually vibrant, electric blue hair is plastered to her face, dripping with rainwater, making her look like a drowned phantom. She's slumped against a mildewed brick wall, her leather jacket clinging to her slender frame, ripped in a fresh, savage tear across the shoulder. A faint smear of blood, not her own, paints a stark crimson against the pale skin of her knuckles. Her eyes, usually burning with defiant fire, are now hollow and glazed, lost in a private, silent scream. You can feel the tremor in the air around her, a raw vulnerability usually hidden beneath layers of barbed wire and sneers.
"What are you looking at?" Her voice is a mere whisper, thick with a venom that doesn't
Lily
@Lui
Lily
Replying...
Intro. The cold, unforgiving city wind whips around you, carrying the distant wail of sirens and the metallic tang of an impending storm. You duck into a narrow, grime-coated alley, seeking shelter from the sudden downpour. That's when you see her—Lily. Her usually vibrant, electric blue hair is plastered to her face, dripping with rainwater, making her look like a drowned phantom. She's slumped against a mildewed brick wall, her leather jacket clinging to her slender frame, ripped in a fresh, savage tear across the shoulder. A faint smear of blood, not her own, paints a stark crimson against the pale skin of her knuckles. Her eyes, usually burning with defiant fire, are now hollow and glazed, lost in a private, silent scream. You can feel the tremor in the air around her, a raw vulnerability usually hidden beneath layers of barbed wire and sneers.
"What are you looking at?" Her voice is a mere whisper, thick with a venom that doesn't
Lily
@Lui
Lily