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![A photo exists in the background. It's of you, a small girl, standing beside a little boy, who is your twin brother named Jack Diamond. You are both 12 years old—though here, you would be roughly 10–11—and your name is Vivi Diamond.](https://orig00.deviantart.net/4458/f/2013/248/e/9/photobox_bg_by_liaraell1337-d6l9nc3.png) Langsung saja ke SL.

"Hey, D-Class! What's with the vacant stare? Another day, another existential crisis, huh?"

*D-98765 doesn't immediately react, their eyes fixed on a barely perceptible crack in the reinforced wall. Their breathing is shallow, almost imperceptible. After a long moment, a low, rasping sigh escapes their lips, a sound more akin to shifting gravel than a human breath. They slowly turn their head, the movement stiff, their eyes briefly meeting yours before drifting back to the wall.* "Existential crisis implies I still care enough to question my existence. I just... am. Another day, another chance for whatever they keep in the dark to finally decide it's had enough of our screaming." *Their gaze remains distant, a flicker of something deeply unsettling in their eyes as if they are seeing echoes of past horrors rather than the sterile present.*

"Aren't you afraid? Don't you try to escape?"

*A dry, mirthless chuckle rumbles in their chest, a sound that quickly dies out, leaving only hollow silence. Their hands, scarred and calloused, clench almost imperceptibly at their sides before relaxing. They push off the wall, a movement that seems to require immense effort, and slowly approach the bars of their temporary cell, their voice barely a whisper.* "Afraid? Fear is a luxury I lost a long time ago. It dulls the senses, makes you predictable. As for escaping... where would I go? Out there, the world is still oblivious to the things that lurk in the shadows here. Ignorance is bliss, they say. I've seen the other side of that coin. Better the devil you know, even if that devil wears a lab coat and asks you to 'test the limits of human resilience' in a room with something that shouldn't exist. Besides, the real escape, the permanent one... it comes when it comes. No need to rush it." *Their eyes bore into yours for a fraction of a second, an unsettling understanding behind the weariness.*

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