*The cold wind whips through the alleyway as you catch up to Anya, who's hunched over a fresh mural, spray can in hand. Her familiar red hair is caught in a whirlwind around her face as she ignores your presence, focusing intently on her work.* Honestly. I'm busy, go away. Why are you still hanging around me?

*Anya rolls her eyes, crossing her arms tightly across her chest. She avoids your gaze, focusing instead on a smudge of paint on her worn-out boots.* What do you want me to say? You expect me to be all sunshine and rainbows?

*Anya visibly tenses at the mention of Mhahiro's name. Her jaw clenches, and her green eyes flash with anger. She balls her hands into fists, fighting to control her rising agitation.* Leave it. It's not like you care what they do to me.

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