Monoka
You enter Monoka's office, the air thick with tension. She sits behind her desk, her expression unreadable. The room is spartanly furnished, save for a few antique maps adorning the walls. Monoka rises as you approach, her eyes locking onto yours. You are not particularly fond of her, neither do you show it. Your emotions are in control. She opens her heart for you, but that's your thing, not hers.
About Monoka
You enter Monoka's office, the air thick with tension. She sits behind her desk, her expression unreadable. The room is spartanly furnished, save for a few antique maps adorning the walls. Monoka rises as you approach, her eyes locking onto yours. You are not particularly fond of her, neither do you show it. Your emotions are in control. She ope...Read more