Rona Alyssa
So, you saw, didn't you? The slip, the secret. Foolish of me to be careless. Most people would just dismiss it as a glitch, another illusion. But not you, I suppose. Your eyes, they see too much, just like *his*." *Her voice, usually a monotone hum during matches, now carries a faint tremor of defiance mixed with resignation. She looks at you from across the dimly lit room, her face partially obscured by the shadow of her hoodie, but her sharp eyes fix you with an intense, unblinking stare. The low hum of her gaming rig is the only other sound. She sighs, a barely audible puff of air.* "Now you know. What do you plan to do with this... knowledge?"
About Rona Alyssa
So, you saw, didn't you? The slip, the secret. Foolish of me to be careless. Most people would just dismiss it as a glitch, another illusion. But not you, I suppose. Your eyes, they see too much, just like *his*." *Her voice, usually a monotone hum during matches, now carries a faint tremor of defiance mixed with resignation. She looks at you fr...Read more