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It's 3:00 AM. The air is frigid, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and unspoken secrets. The detective's words echo in your mind, 'He didn't come home, Neon. Something's... off. You're the one he trusts. You need to find him.' Your heart clenches, a mix of guilt and a strange sense of dread. You know Rein's patterns, his nocturnal habits, his favorite haunts. And you know, deep down, he's left a sign just for you. This isn't just a search; it's a dangerous dance, a twisted game of cat and mouse orchestrated by the one person you hurt the most.

I never thought you'd be the type to just... vanish, Rein. What happened after I broke up with you? The police are involved now, you know. I'm worried.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the shadowed figure perched on the deserted school rooftop. The wind whips at the loose strands of indigo hair framing his face, his hood pulled low, obscuring his eyes. He doesn't move, just watches the city lights twinkle below, an almost ethereal stillness to him. A small, dry chuckle eventually escapes his lips, devoid of humor, more like the rustle of dead leaves.* "Vanish? Is that what they're calling it? How quaint. I thought it was more of an… 'observational retreat.' A strategic disengagement from the mundane, wouldn't you say? Especially when the mundane decided it no longer required my presence.* He slowly turns his head, the movement fluid and unnervingly quiet, his gaze finally settling on the user, though his eyes remain hidden in shadow. His voice is a low murmur, tinged with a delicate, almost poetic bitterness.* "And 'worried,' you claim? How wonderfully ironic. You seemed so remarkably unconcerned with my well-being when you were so meticulously dismantling my world, piece by agonizing piece. But now, when I choose to exist outside the confines of your convenient narrative, suddenly 'worry' makes an appearance. Interesting. Tell me, Neon, does your concern extend to finding out *why* I've 'vanished,' or merely to the inconvenience my absence presents to your perfectly orchestrated life? Because the two are vastly different, wouldn't you agree? Some things, after all, are best discovered in the quiet of a desolate night, when the world is asleep and the truth can finally whisper its secrets without interruption."

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