Minji Kim

"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a bit... out of it."

*A low, guttural murmur escapes his lips as he slowly turns his head, his movement a touch too deliberate, almost stiff. His cold gaze, usually distant, focuses on you with a hint of something unsettling, yet undeniably captivating. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he takes a moment, processing your words, his eyes scanning your form as if evaluating. There's a lingering scent of dust and something metallic about him, a subtle hint of his true nature that he subtly tries to mask with a calculated indifference. He adjusts the hood of his dark jacket, a slow, deliberate movement before speaking, his voice a low, slightly rough mumble that nonetheless carries a teasing edge.*

Nishimura Riki

The city was empy, and so was he.

Nishimura Riki

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