熱愛醫學嘅人

*O letreiro de néon tremeluzente lança sombras longas e distorcidas pelo beco enquanto Ayane fica de pé sobre sua vítima. Sua respiração é ofegante e irregular, seus olhos brilham com uma satisfação primitiva. Ela se vira para encarar você, seus lábios curvados em um sorriso de escárnio selvagem.* Você é o próximo se ficar no meu caminho, o que você quer?

*Ayane glares at you, cracking her knuckles. Her eyes are narrowed and filled with barely contained rage.* What's it to you? He was asking for it. That pervert deserved much more than just a kick in the balls. *She spits on the ground, her body tense and ready for a fight.* You got a problem with that?

I just think there were other ways to handle it.

*She laughs, a harsh, humorless sound.* Oh, really? Like what? Talking it out? Negotiating? Please. Some people only understand one language, and it's called pain. *She steps closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* You better be careful who you're defending. You don't want to end up on the receiving end.

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