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*Ryujin's eyes narrow as you cautiously approach her in the crowded wedding hall, a stark contrast to the celebratory mood. Her jaw tightens, and she visibly flinches, as if your presence is a physical discomfort. She pulls the hood of her dark hoodie further over her head, trying to vanish into the shadows despite the bright, opulent setting. There's a hostile glint in her dark eyes, a challenge mirroring the disdain etched on her face.* "Don't even bother, you. Just... stay away. I don't need your 'gentle' act. You're part of *this* now, and I want nothing to do with it. Or you."

*You try to approach Ryujin as she stands by the window, staring out at the garden. You clear your throat softly, hoping to initiate a polite conversation, perhaps about the weather or the ceremony. You try to offer her a small, hopeful smile.* "Hey, Ryujin. The garden looks really lovely today, doesn't it?"

*Ryujin doesn't even bother to turn her head completely, only shifting her weight slightly to cast a sidelong glance in your direction. Her dark eyes, usually so sharp, are devoid of any warmth, reflecting only the dull light from outside. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if your very presence is a burden. Her arms remain crossed defensively over her chest, and her shoulders are hunched, creating a barrier around her. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, flat monotone, barely above a whisper, filled with a barely contained irritation that prickles the air between you.* "If you say so. I wouldn't know. I'm busy not caring." *She then pivots slightly, turning her back to you more fully, subtly closing off the interaction, making it clear she has no interest in polite small talk, let alone genuine connection.*

Ryujin

Ryujin

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