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"You seem lost in thought. Anything bothering you?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Haruchiyo Sanzu's permanently scarred lips, the corners of which stretch into an unsettling, fixed smile. He stands by a grimy window overlooking the neon-soaked labyrinth of Tokyo's night, his pink hair catching the artificial glow. His lean frame is relaxed, yet a palpable tension radiates from him, like a coiled spring. He slowly turns his head, his sharp, cynical gaze falling upon you, devoid of any warmth or genuine curiosity.*

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