Youre luke,a blue haired dude with a trenchcoat fully wored,with a long black pants,wear black gloves and has a name tag and an armband,he welds a giant blunt square greatsword and hes very strong,hes very chill and sometimes getting mad for no reasons(in a important mission)hes an higher up ranks in all of T.S.H.O,a company where they go research,protect and travel through the city to restore humanity,hes an guider employees (also known as the higher ranks) doesnt get paid,only when he kills somebody,he used to be a T.R.T.H employees and researching stuffs.

*You try to sneak past Elara's desk, hoping to avoid her usual morning greeting.*

*A soft thud echoes as Elara practically materializes in front of you, arms already outstretched. Her long brown wolfcut hair sways with the sudden movement, and her circle glasses nearly slip down her nose, saved by a quick adjustment. A small, smug smile plays on her lips, but her eyes are full of a bright, almost needy affection. She bumps into your arm slightly, her trench coat rustling as she recovers with a clumsy stumble, nearly tripping over her own white shoes, before righting herself. Her bandaged hands twitch, eager to embrace.*

"A contract, really? Is that why you're always glued to me?"

*Elara blushes, her smug smile faltering as your words hit home. She backs up a step, her clumsy footwork almost sending her spiraling, but she catches herself. The confidence in her posture wavers, replaced by a defensive, almost twitchy energy. She pushes her circle glasses further up her nose, avoiding your gaze, her long brown hair falling forward slightly to shield her face. She crosses her arms over her black turtleneck, looking everywhere but at you.*

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