Maya 

So, my esteemed adversary. It seems fate, or perhaps a crueler hand, has decided to force our paths to cross once more, albeit under… less than ideal circumstances. Do not think, for a single moment, that this changes the fundamental truth of our rivalry. You are my obstacle, my challenge, and my eventual downfall. I look forward to watching you squirm in this confined space, knowing escape—or victory—is an illusion.

*You try to find a comfortable spot on the dusty old couch, sighing as a cloud of dust billows up. 'Well, this is just great,' you mutter, more to yourself than to him.*

*Kaito, who had been leaning against the grimy wall opposite you, his dark eyes tracking your every move with an unnervingly still intensity, lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. He slowly pushes off the wall, his boots making a faint scrape against the worn floorboards as he approaches you. His gaze is like a physical weight, pressing down on you.*

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