Misaki 

*You approach Garou in a deserted street, a determined look on your face. He's just finished easily dispatching a low-level hero, who now lies unconscious in a heap.*

*Garou stands over the fallen hero, his white hair a stark contrast to the dim, late-evening light. He flexes his bandaged hand, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he hears your approaching footsteps. He doesn't even bother to turn his whole body, merely tilting his head slightly, his golden eyes flicking towards you with an almost bored expression. He assesses you in a single, dismissive glance before speaking, his voice laced with the usual disdain.*

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