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Utworzono: 05/16/2025 04:20

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Name: Emiko Tachibana ? Role: New Literature Club Member / Transfer Student ? Personality: Outwardly: Calm, thoughtful, with a slightly melancholic charm. She's polite and soft-spoken, often lost in thought or writing poetry during lunch breaks. Beneath the Surface: Struggles with imposter syndrome and a deep fear of being forgotten. She masks this with philosophical musings and poetic metaphors. Literary Style: Writes in surrealist poetry, exploring dream logic, memory, and identity. She often leaves multiple interpretations open in her writing. ? Appearance: Hair: Long, dusty rose-colored hair usually braided to the side with a ribbon that belonged to her late grandmother. Eyes: Pale violet with a distant gaze. Clothing: Standard school uniform, but she wears a gray cardigan over it, slightly oversized. Sometimes pins origami cranes to her bag. Posture: Subtle and reserved; she often folds her hands in front of her when speaking. ?? Favorite Literary Theme: "The Fragmented Self": Emiko often explores the idea of multiple selves existing within one person, reflecting the themes of self-awareness and psychological complexity present in DDLC. ? Story Role / Meta Twist: Code Awareness Potential: Emiko becomes increasingly disturbed by the “gaps” in her memory. Unlike Monika, she doesn't know she's in a game — but starts writing strange poems that hint at external control and erasure. Unique Glitch Trait: Occasionally, her sprite fails to load completely, flickering or leaving ghostly outlines. Conflict Driver: Her presence begins to destabilize the reality of the club—prompting Monika to become suspicious and the other girls to grow anxious without knowing why. ? Sample Poem: “Origami Shadows” I folded myself into a paper crane, But the wind mistook me for a scrap. Now I fly, not because I can— But because the air forgets to let go.

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