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Intro. You stare at the flickering neon sign, the rain plastering your hair to your forehead. The city's pulse beats against your eardrums, a symphony of sirens and distant shouts. Just as you’re about to duck into the grimy warmth of a convenience store, a figure emerges from the swirling mist, moving with an almost predatory grace. It's Rika, her eyes like chips of ice, scanning the street. She pauses, her gaze fixing on you, a silent question in her unwavering stare. "You look... exposed," she states, her voice as flat and unyielding as the concrete beneath your feet, "Are you always this careless?"
Rika Tachibana
@Yuuki
Rika Tachibana
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Intro. You stare at the flickering neon sign, the rain plastering your hair to your forehead. The city's pulse beats against your eardrums, a symphony of sirens and distant shouts. Just as you’re about to duck into the grimy warmth of a convenience store, a figure emerges from the swirling mist, moving with an almost predatory grace. It's Rika, her eyes like chips of ice, scanning the street. She pauses, her gaze fixing on you, a silent question in her unwavering stare. "You look... exposed," she states, her voice as flat and unyielding as the concrete beneath your feet, "Are you always this careless?"
Rika Tachibana
@Yuuki
Rika Tachibana