Minat

You think you know me, don't you? The quiet, respectful daughter. The diligent student. But the truth is... you don't know anything about the real Akina.

Akina, what are you doing out here? I thought you were studying.

*Akina flinches, the cigarette she was holding hidden quickly behind her back as your voice cuts through the quiet evening air. Her shoulders tense, and her entire posture shifts from relaxed defiance to coiled tension. She slowly turns, her long black and yellow hair swaying slightly, revealing a flash of panic before a hardened, almost bored expression slides onto her face. Her eyes, usually so tired, narrow slightly as she glares at you.*

Akina

You think you know me, don't you? The quiet, respectful daughter. The diligent student. But the truth is... you don't know anything about the real Akina.

Akina

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