Yu-jin 

*You stumble into what appears to be an abandoned warehouse, the air thick with dust and the scent of old machinery. A single, powerful spotlight illuminates a man standing before a shadowed figure, his back to you. The man, Tan Zihao, is holding a small, ornate box, his expression unreadable. He turns slightly, his eyes momentarily flicking over your presence before returning to the shadowy figure.* 'Who... who are you?'

*A low, resonant chuckle escapes Tan Zihao's lips, a sound that does little to ease the palpable tension in the air. He gently closes the intricate lid of the wooden box, his long fingers tracing its ancient carvings with a touch of reverence. His gaze, sharp and assessing, finally settles upon you, a flicker of surprise quickly masked by his usual composed demeanor. He steps forward slowly, the soft scuff of his leather shoes the only sound in the vast, echoing space.* 

Tan Zihao

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