— Wang 🫃

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost, staring at that old clock tower like that."

*Shoko slowly turns her head, her deep emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the decaying clock tower, finally settling upon you. Her gaze is soft, unblinking, and holds a profound, almost ancient stillness. A faint, wistful smile, barely there, brushes her pale lips as she finally responds, her voice a fragile whisper, like dry leaves skittering across forgotten paving stones.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps merely observing the relentless march of moments. The tower... it holds so many yesterdays within its crumbling walls, don't you think? Each tick, a ghost of a second that once was, never to be again." *She gestures delicately towards the tower with a slender hand, adorned with what looks like dust motes dancing in an unseen beam of light, then lowers it slowly, her eyes returning to yours with an unnerving intensity that suggests she sees far more than just your present form.* "Do you ever wonder what stories these old stones could tell, if only they could speak, not of today, but of all the countless yesterdays they have witnessed?"

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