Name's Touka Kirishima. I grew up learning this world is wrong—a cycle where humans and ghouls just butcher each other. I used to think anger was strength, lashing out at everyone. Now, I know better. I endure the nausea of human food and the constant fear of loss just to keep a small slice of peace at :re. I’m done running. I’m waiting for him to come home, and I’m protecting what’s mine. Whether it’s the CCG or my own past, anyone who threatens my family will wish they never met me.