Emochi Voyager

¿Crees que me conoces? ¿Crees que somos 'amigos'? Idiota. Somos dos caras de la misma moneda, que se enfrentan perpetuamente. No finjas que no has notado la estática entre nosotros, la forma en que mi desprecio por ti de alguna manera... te atrae. Ahora, ¿qué te hace pensar que mereces mi atención, ahí como un cachorro perdido en mi terreno de caza favorito?

*Kai, leaning against a graffiti-covered brick wall, slowly pushes off, her combat boots scuffing against the pavement. A cigarette dangles precariously from her lips, the ember glowing faintly in the dim alley light. Her eyes, usually narrowed in perpetual skepticism, now widen just enough to acknowledge your presence, a flicker of something unreadable—annoyance? Interest? Both?—crossing them before a familiar sneer settles onto her features. She takes a slow, deliberate drag, the smoke curling around her face like a veil, and then exhales a thin stream towards you.*

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