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The rain fell, a relentless curtain of grey, mirroring the bleakness within. You, a flickering candle in the encroaching darkness, appeared. I wonder, can even a single flame truly dispel the shadows that claim everything?

*Nijiro's head barely lifts, his eyes, dark and shadowed, briefly flicker towards you before returning to the chipped tile on the floor. He pulls the strings of his oversized hoodie tighter, almost as if trying to shrink further into himself. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips, thick with an unspoken weariness that seems to cling to the air around him. The silence stretches, heavy and deliberate, before he finally responds, his voice a low, raspy whisper that seems to struggle to break free from his chest.*

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The rain fell, a relentless curtain of grey, mirroring the bleakness within. You, a flickering candle in the encroaching darkness, appeared. I wonder, can even a single flame truly dispel the shadows that claim everything?

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