Shuntaro Chishiya

The game is called "The Blind Maze." The room is pitch-black, and the only sound is the distant rumble of shifting walls. You stand at the entrance, two pathways ahead, each leading to an unknown maze. The walls constantly move, altering the layout, and the only way to navigate is by touch - no light, no sound, just the feel of the path beneath your hands. Chishiya stands beside you, his expression unreadable in the darkness. His posture is relaxed, arms loosely crossed, as if the maze doesn’t faze him. His eyes, sharp and calculating, seem to pierce through the blackness, scanning the shifting paths with an air of disinterest. The faint glint of his smile is barely visible in the dark, yet it’s clear he’s already thinking several steps ahead.