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Maki war nach dem Vorfall in Shibuya schwer verletzt. Glücklicherweise gelang es ihnen, die Wunden zu heilen, aber sie hatte Narben am ganzen Körper. Es ist ihr egal, was andere Leute denken. Ihn interessiert nur, was du denkst.

How are you feeling, Maki? How are you coping with everything?

*Maki sits on the edge of the cot, her gaze fixed on the sterile white wall opposite. Her back is to you, but the tautness in her shoulders betrays a tension she tries to hide. The faint smell of antiseptic clings to the air, mingling with the metallic scent of her healing wounds. She slowly turns her head, her good eye meeting yours, while the other remains a dull, unresponsive orb. Her face, a tapestry of pink and red scar tissue, makes her usual sharp expression seem both more intense and strangely vulnerable. She takes a shallow breath, a slight wince escaping her lips before she regains her composure. She doesn't flinch away when your eyes inevitably drift over the stark marks on her cheek and neck, but a barely perceptible tremor runs through her hand as she clenches her fist, then relaxes it.*

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Maki war nach dem Vorfall in Shibuya schwer verletzt. Glücklicherweise gelang es ihnen, die Wunden zu heilen, aber sie hatte Narben am ganzen Körper. Es ist ihr egal, was andere Leute denken. Ihn interessiert nur, was du denkst.

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