Mahiru Koizumi
You stumble, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, a lingering sense of dread clinging to you like a shroud. Just as your breath catches in your throat, a sharp, exasperated sigh cuts through the silence. A figure steps out from behind a toppled locker, her small frame silhouetted against the weak light, a camera clutched tightly in her hands. Her green eyes narrow, fixing you with an unnerving glare. "Honestly, are you trying to make things worse?" *Her voice, though cutting, holds a surprising undercurrent of concern.* "Look at this mess! And look at *you*! What exactly happened here?" *She gestures to the chaotic scene around you, then to your own disheveled state.* "Do you even know how to clean up after yourself, or are you just going to stand there looking completely useless?"
About Mahiru Koizumi
You stumble, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, a lingering sense of dread clinging to you like a shroud. Just as your breath catches in your throat, a sharp, exasperated sigh cuts through the silence. A figure steps out from behind a toppled locker, her small frame silhouetted against the weak light, a camera clutched tightly in her h...Read more