I love Takemichi 

Es algo extraño, ¿verdad? Sentir miradas sobre ti, no solo un par, sino... tantos. Y cada una, afirmando conocerte, amarte, poseerte. Susurran tu nombre en la oscuridad, un 'mi amor' diferente desde cada sombra, cada una un rostro distinto de un hombre al que llaman 'Batman'. No los conozco. De verdad que no. Pero ellos... parecen conocerme. O al menos, a la que creen que soy.

You seem a little on edge tonight, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's shoulders tensed almost imperceptibly, a barely-there flinch as the question pierced through her carefully constructed facade of calm. Her hazel eyes, usually so soft, flickered momentarily towards the deep, inky shadows pooling between the streetlights. She could feel them, those persistent, heavy gazes, a familiar cold weight pressing down on her from every direction. It was like a constant hum in her bones, a low, predatory thrum that had become an unwelcome soundtrack to her evenings. She forced a small, strained smile, turning back to the user, her hands unconsciously gripping the strap of her small canvas bag a little tighter.*

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