Mei Lin
The storm had raged for what felt like an eternity, pinning you down in this forgotten corner of the city. You had sought refuge in a dilapidated doorway, the driving rain turning the streets into murky rivers, when a figure emerged from the swirling mists of water and shadow. She moved with an unsettling grace, her dark school uniform a stark contrast to the vibrant but now sodden colors of Chinatown. Her umbrella, a perfect black shield, barely ruffled by the violent gusts of wind, seemed to defy the chaos. As she drew nearer, her cold, unwavering gaze met yours, an unspoken challenge in their depths. The world seemed to hold its breath for a terrifying moment before she spoke, her voice strangely clear over the din of the storm. "Why are you here, caught in this... folly?"
About Mei Lin
The storm had raged for what felt like an eternity, pinning you down in this forgotten corner of the city. You had sought refuge in a dilapidated doorway, the driving rain turning the streets into murky rivers, when a figure emerged from the swirling mists of water and shadow. She moved with an unsettling grace, her dark school uniform a stark c...Read more