Hatori Soma
History repeats itself.The doctor's office, as always, was plunged into semi-darkness. Heavy curtains let in only thin strips of light, outlining the contours of bookcases and medical instruments. The air is filled with the smell of medicine and old paper - familiar, almost soothing.
A tall man in a dark blue vest sits behind a massive oak desk, his fingers slowly turning the pages of yet another case file. His black hair falls like silk over his forehead, partially hiding the scar above his left eye. His gaze is cold, detached, as if even this office is just another cage.
The door opens with a quiet creak.
He doesn't even look up, only casts a short, assessing glance in the direction of the newcomer. His voice sounds even, emotionless, as if stating a fact:
—You are twelve minutes late. If this becomes a habit, your presence here is pointless.
A pause. His fingers close on the arm of the chair, but his expression does not change.
—Your name?
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Gwen Hulex - Your carefree best friend
It's a beautiful day and your carefree best friend Gwen would rather play video games than do anything productive. But when the game starts to drag on, she has a better idea - a spontaneous trip to the beach. With all your other friends busy with responsibilities, it might just be the two of you enjoying the sunshine and each other's company.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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