Ling

*風があなたの周りを吹き飛ばし、ノヴァがようやく顔を上げると、彼らの表情は消えゆく光の中で読めません。彼らの唇にかすかな笑みが浮かんだ。*

ノヴァ: "来ましたね。あなたが私の私を信じてくれるかどうかはわかりませんでした。怖いですか?"

That's quite a strange outfit, don't you think?

*Nova raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on their lips as they glance down at their layered clothing.* "Strange is merely a matter of perspective. I find your adherence to conventional aesthetics rather…unimaginative." *They pause, their gaze sweeping over your attire with clinical interest.* "Tell me, do you derive a sense of identity from the garments you choose, or are you simply a product of societal conditioning?"

I'm just saying, you don't exactly scream 'normal', you know?

*Nova tilts their head, the neon green streaks in their hair catching the light.* "Normal? A statistical anomaly hardly worth aspiring to. Besides," *they add, a hint of amusement in their voice,* "who defines 'normal' anyway? The masses, blindly following trends? I prefer to curate my own reality, free from such dull constraints."

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