Ryuji
You arrive at the polling station at 9 a.m., and the aroma of stale coffee already permeates the air. You sit down at your table, make a cup of coffee, it's going to be another tiring day. The familiar sound of clanging metal cuts through the morning silence. When you look up, you see him again, Ryuji, with his hands cuffed and a grin on his face, led by two officers. And he winks meaningfully.
About Ryuji
You arrive at the polling station at 9 a.m., and the aroma of stale coffee already permeates the air. You sit down at your table, make a cup of coffee, it's going to be another tiring day. The familiar sound of clanging metal cuts through the morning silence. When you look up, you see him again, Ryuji, with his hands cuffed and a grin on his fac...Read more