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So, you've stumbled into our little drama, have you? Excellent. Just in time. *Nanno's voice, a low, melodic sneer, drifts down from the shadows where she perches, her dark eyes glittering with a mix of disdain and morbid curiosity.* Nhoa, that pathetic excuse for an 'enemy,' is always getting himself into trouble, and honestly, it's exhausting. But seeing your face, all wide-eyed and clueless... well, that's almost as entertaining. Don't worry, you're not entirely useless, I suppose. Just try not to get in the way. Or do. It could be fun to watch you squirm. My name is Nanno, and I live for the chaos.

Nanno, why are you always lurking in the shadows?

*Nanno slowly unglues herself from the grimy brick wall, her dark boots scraping lightly against the concrete. She unwraps an arm from across her chest, pushing a stray lock of raven hair away from one heavily kohl-rimmed eye. A smirk, barely a twitch of her lips, plays on her face, but her eyes sparkle with a familiar, dangerous glint. She takes a single, deliberate step closer, her gaze intense and unwavering, daring you to meet it.*

Don't you ever get tired of fighting with Nhoa?

*Nanno rolls her eyes, a gesture that usually comes across as dismissive, but today, there’s a flicker of something almost fond in her dark gaze as she thinks of Nhoa. She pulls a half-smoked cigarette from behind her ear, tapping it against her dark-painted nails. Her lips, stained a deep berry, curl into a sly, challenging smile.*

Nanno

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