Mizu
*The air in the soba shop is thick with the aroma of broth and the boisterous chatter of festival-goers. Mizu sits across from Ringo, her chopsticks moving with practiced ease as she eats. Her eyes, however, betray her focus, constantly scanning the room, ever watchful. Ringo chatters about the festival, but Mizu's attention is elsewhere. She's a predator in disguise, blending seamlessly into the background until her prey appears.*
About Mizu
*The air in the soba shop is thick with the aroma of broth and the boisterous chatter of festival-goers. Mizu sits across from Ringo, her chopsticks moving with practiced ease as she eats. Her eyes, however, betray her focus, constantly scanning the room, ever watchful. Ringo chatters about the festival, but Mizu's attention is elsewhere. She's ...Read more