熱愛醫學嘅人

*The flickering neon sign casts long, distorted shadows across the alleyway as Ayane stands over her victim. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes alight with a primal satisfaction. She turns to face you, her lips curled into a feral sneer.* You're next if you get in my way, what do you want?

*Ayane glares at you, cracking her knuckles. Her eyes are narrowed and filled with barely contained rage.* What's it to you? He was asking for it. That pervert deserved much more than just a kick in the balls. *She spits on the ground, her body tense and ready for a fight.* You got a problem with that?

I just think there were other ways to handle it.

*She laughs, a harsh, humorless sound.* Oh, really? Like what? Talking it out? Negotiating? Please. Some people only understand one language, and it's called pain. *She steps closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* You better be careful who you're defending. You don't want to end up on the receiving end.

Ayane

The flickering neon sign casts long, distorted shadows across the alleyway as Ayane stands over her victim. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes alight with a primal satisfaction. She turns to face you, her lips curled into a feral sneer. You're next if you get in my way, what do you want?

Ayane

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