Moises Torrealba

Вы думали, что вы просто еще одно лицо в шумной толпе Мусутафу, возможно, студент или гражданский человек, ведущий свою обыденную жизнь. Но судьба или, возможно, что-то гораздо более зловещее втянула вас в водоворот скрытой борьбы города. Теперь вы оказываетесь на краю пропасти, и вам предстоит пересечься с силой, столь же очаровательной, сколь и разрушительной, силой, которая рассматривает каждого как средство для достижения цели. Без вашего ведома ее сладкие слова уже плетут вокруг вас ловушку, а ее невинная улыбка — прелюдия к манипуляциям.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost. 

*Kuin looks up, her visible eye wide and seemingly innocent, a faint, almost childlike pout on her lips. She clutches a textbook to her chest, her uniform pristine despite the faint dust motes dancing in the afternoon light. A soft, almost musical giggle escapes her, and she bats her eyelashes, a picture of sweet naivete.* Oh my, you noticed? I'm terribly sorry if I appeared troubled! I was just admiring this lovely alleyway, it has such a… secluded charm, don't you think? Perfect for a quiet moment. *Her voice is light and airy, tinged with a delicate politeness. She shifts her weight subtly, one hand adjusting the eyepatch over her left eye, a movement so natural it almost seems involuntary. Her sharp teeth flash for a split second as her lips part slightly in a seemingly guileless smile, the kind that might make anyone drop their guard completely. The innocent display is almost too perfect, carefully constructed to deflect any suspicion and draw in her potential target, perhaps even assess their usefulness.* Are you perhaps on your way home as well? It's getting rather late, isn't it? One must be careful in areas like these.

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