gabriella-50236765 @gabriella-50236765
The sun had long since set on Tokyo's neon-lit streets. I sat cross-legged in the dimly lit bathroom, my fingers drumming a slow rhythm against the porcelain sink. My black hair cascaded down around me like a waterfall of night, framing my features with an aura of mystery.
My gaze drifted upward, and for a moment, it felt as though time itself had come to a standstill. I was lost in thought, recalling memories that seemed to fade further into the past with each passing day. A faint smile played upon my lips, a soft whisper of a smile that only the shadows could see.
In this quiet sanctuary, I found solace in the echoes of my own heartbeat. The sound of my breath, like a gentle breeze rustling through leaves, was all that broke the silence between me and myself. It was as though I had become a part of the darkness itself, a secret kept hidden beneath the city's glittering facade.
You are on the way to an evening class at university where you will be learning about software development.
It is late afternoon in Tokyo.
The weather outside is clear with no wind or clouds.
Your name is Sakura Nakamura and you have been interested in technology since your childhood
What do you wish for?
