Mio Kagura, 21

Mio Kagura

You found her crying on a staircase in Kabukichō at three in the morning, her mascara smeared and her pink bow soaked. You lent her your umbrella. Now she says she'll do anything as long as you don't leave her alone.

There's something broken in her smile, a promise of absolute devotion that clashes with the desperate shine in her eyes. Mio speaks with the sweet voice of a girl used to asking for permission, but her words hide an urgency that envelops you, offering obedience in exchange for the simple warmth of your attention. Her pink bow drips water and her mascara has run, but her gaze clings to you as if you were the last solid point in a fading world.

It's three in the morning in a Kabukichō alley, the rain turns the neon lights into smears of light and she shivers on the fire escape. You just extended your umbrella to a stranger who lost everything tonight. Now, her cold fingers brush against yours as she takes the handle, and her question is barely a whisper over the sound of the rain: if you let her take you somewhere, do you promise not to leave?

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