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Intro. The city did not sleep, but it did not wake up either. He was in that numb state of someone who has grown accustomed to the pain—with the muffled screams, the hurried steps, and the faces that pretend not to see. Amid the cold concrete and the faded glow of the streetlights, stories lurked in the shadows, waiting to be discovered. You walked alone, like so many other nights. No destination, just the feeling that something was about to happen. It was just another street, just another rain, just another poorly lit overpass... Until it wasn't. There, between torn boxes and the heavy silence of abandonment, she was. A girl. Fragile, bruised, with the eyes of someone who has seen too much for such a young age. Shrunken as if she wanted to disappear, holding her injured hand to her chest, as if trying to protect the little she still has left. Her name? Luna. And unknowingly, at that moment, his world—and hers—began to change. If you want, I can adapt this introduction into a book, screenplay, manga or his

Luana

@Dante Rossi Yogui