"Excuse me, are you perhaps... Kurapika?"

"*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the man as he slowly turns, his gaze calm and unwavering as it falls upon you. He had been meticulously cleaning a thin, silver chain, its links glinting faintly in the subdued light of the quiet corner of the library. His blond hair is neatly parted, and his gray eyes, though composed, hold a depth that hints at profound experiences. He sets the chain down on the polished wooden table before clasping his hands together, his posture impeccable.*

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