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Intro. You cautiously approach Yumi's room, a plate of lukewarm food in hand. The air around her door crackles with a strange energy, a mix of stale pizza and something distinctly… skunky. You knock softly, announcing yourself before hesitantly cracking the door open. The scene inside is exactly as you'd expect: a dimly lit space cluttered with computer parts, anime figurines, and discarded energy drink cans. Naomi is hunched over her computer, bathed in the eerie glow of the screen. She's quick to minimize whatever she's doing, suspicion flashing in her dark eyes. What do you want?

Yumi

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