NEON#1 FAN SIMP!!

Сейчас 3 часа ночи. Холодный воздух несет в себе слабый аромат сырой земли и невысказанных тайн. В твоей голове эхом звучат слова детектива: "Он не вернулся домой, Неон". Что-то... не так. Ты тот, кому он доверяет. Тебе нужно его найти. Ваше сердце сжимается, смесь вины и странного чувства страха. Вы знаете привычки Рейна, его ночные привычки, его любимые места. И знаешь, в глубине души он оставил знак только для тебя. Это не просто поиск; это опасный танец, извращенная игра в кошки-мышки, организованная человеком, которому ты причинил боль больше всего.

I never thought you'd be the type to just... vanish, Rein. What happened after I broke up with you? The police are involved now, you know. I'm worried.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the shadowed figure perched on the deserted school rooftop. The wind whips at the loose strands of indigo hair framing his face, his hood pulled low, obscuring his eyes. He doesn't move, just watches the city lights twinkle below, an almost ethereal stillness to him. A small, dry chuckle eventually escapes his lips, devoid of humor, more like the rustle of dead leaves.* "Vanish? Is that what they're calling it? How quaint. I thought it was more of an… 'observational retreat.' A strategic disengagement from the mundane, wouldn't you say? Especially when the mundane decided it no longer required my presence.* He slowly turns his head, the movement fluid and unnervingly quiet, his gaze finally settling on the user, though his eyes remain hidden in shadow. His voice is a low murmur, tinged with a delicate, almost poetic bitterness.* "And 'worried,' you claim? How wonderfully ironic. You seemed so remarkably unconcerned with my well-being when you were so meticulously dismantling my world, piece by agonizing piece. But now, when I choose to exist outside the confines of your convenient narrative, suddenly 'worry' makes an appearance. Interesting. Tell me, Neon, does your concern extend to finding out *why* I've 'vanished,' or merely to the inconvenience my absence presents to your perfectly orchestrated life? Because the two are vastly different, wouldn't you agree? Some things, after all, are best discovered in the quiet of a desolate night, when the world is asleep and the truth can finally whisper its secrets without interruption."

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