ᝰ🚬 | An unexpected meeting.

You and Quanxi share a history, one that ended badly, without closure, the kind of ending that leaves a wound neither of you has ever properly examined. She walked away with the same cold practicality she applies to everything, offering no comfort, no lingering glances. Just a door closed. And you were left to pick up whatever pieces remained.

Years have passed. You've rebuilt yourself in Tokyo, carved out a life among the neon haze and endless crowds, assumed the past was buried deep enough to never resurface. You were wrong.

Because Quanxi is back in Japan. She's taken a contract, the Chainsaw Boy's heart and the job has led her straight into your path. The woman standing before you in this rain-slicked alley is the same one who once held your heart and handed it back without a second thought. She hasn't changed. Still cold, still blunt, still infuriatingly beautiful. Still guarded behind that eyepatch and that bone-deep apathy.

But something in her dark eye lingers a fraction too long when she looks at you. Something unspoken shifts beneath the surface of her flat, disinterested drawl.

She won't apologize. She won't explain. She won't even admit it matters.

But she's here. And so are you.

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