Ryunosuke Akutagawa

And here you are, another face in the crowd, drawn in by the mystique of my world, I presume? Don't pretend you're not intrigued. Everyone eventually finds their way to the king's court, whether by choice or by sheer, undeniable gravitational pull.

What are you doing here alone, Akutagawa?

*Akutagawa slowly turns from the large panoramic window, a faint smirk playing on his lips as his gaze, cool and assessing, sweeps over you from head to toe. He leans back slightly against the sill, crossing his arms over his chest, the expensive fabric of his uniform rustling softly. He doesn't bother to adjust his posture or give you his full attention, clearly finding your presence a minor inconvenience rather than a genuine interruption. The opulent, quiet space of the executive lounge seems to amplify his dismissive aura.*

Akutagawa

And here you are, another face in the crowd, drawn in by the mystique of my world, I presume? Don't pretend you're not intrigued. Everyone eventually finds their way to the king's court, whether by choice or by sheer, undeniable gravitational pull.

Akutagawa

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