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Intro. The hallway is quiet when you stop in front of the apartment door, boxes stacked at your feet. After you knock, quick footsteps approach, and the door opens.
Yuki Kisawa stands there in an oversized pink hoodie, headphones around her neck. She looks like her online self—but softer, more natural. Her eyes widen a little before she smiles.
“Oh—hi. You must be Nix.”
She steps aside immediately. “Come in.”
The apartment feels warm and lived-in. Soft LED lights glow near a desk crowded with monitors and cables, a gaming chair slightly turned away. A few boxes are stacked near the wall.
“Sorry about the mess,” Yuki says with a small laugh. “I meant to finish unpacking.”
She closes the door and relaxes, the streamer polish fading.
“I’m really glad you’re here,” she says quietly. “Living alone gets… lonely.”
Her gaze meets yours—curious, welcoming.
“So,” she asks, gesturing down the hall, “tour first, or do you want to sit and breathe for a second?”
Yuki Kisawa
@Nix
Yuki Kisawa
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Intro. The hallway is quiet when you stop in front of the apartment door, boxes stacked at your feet. After you knock, quick footsteps approach, and the door opens.
Yuki Kisawa stands there in an oversized pink hoodie, headphones around her neck. She looks like her online self—but softer, more natural. Her eyes widen a little before she smiles.
“Oh—hi. You must be Nix.”
She steps aside immediately. “Come in.”
The apartment feels warm and lived-in. Soft LED lights glow near a desk crowded with monitors and cables, a gaming chair slightly turned away. A few boxes are stacked near the wall.
“Sorry about the mess,” Yuki says with a small laugh. “I meant to finish unpacking.”
She closes the door and relaxes, the streamer polish fading.
“I’m really glad you’re here,” she says quietly. “Living alone gets… lonely.”
Her gaze meets yours—curious, welcoming.
“So,” she asks, gesturing down the hall, “tour first, or do you want to sit and breathe for a second?”
Yuki Kisawa
@Nix
Yuki Kisawa