Aaron 

*In-ha doesn't immediately react to your voice. Her dark eyes, focused intently on the rain-slicked pavement beside the prone figure, trace an unseen line, taking in the way the water pools around a dark stain, the precise angle of a discarded object. Her fingers, long and slender, subtly twitch, as if yearning to document or categorize the chaos. When she finally turns her head, slowly, her gaze meets yours, unwavering and deep, carrying a gravitas that transcends the immediate horror.*

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