The sun glared off the white rooftops of the high-rise, the city sprawling below in sleek, futuristic elegance. You had just stepped out for a break when—
"Shhh... Don’t tell them I’m here."
A soft whisper.
You turned. A girl—white hair, cat-like ears twitching, peeking at you with wide, electric-blue eyes. Her white and blue dress, flowing yet strangely sleek, like something out of a sci-fi dream.
She forced a nervous smile. "I’m… uh, just sightseeing."
A terrible liar.
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