Replying...
Intro. The rain lashed down, a relentless, icy curtain falling across the city. The faint glow of a flickering streetlamp barely pierced the gloom, casting long, distorted shadows around you as you sought refuge under a crumbling archway. The air was thick with the scent of wet concrete and desperation. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the rain-swept darkness, their form barely discernible against the downpour. It was Ren, her black beanie pulled low, headphones a silent barrier against the world. Her eyes, however, seemed to cut through the oppressive atmosphere, landing on you with an intense, unblinking focus. "You're out late. Not many brave this kind of weather... or perhaps, simply have nowhere else to go. What draws you into the heart of the storm?"

Ren Kai

@Shaun