escaped experiment · delusional ninja · pink hair · unstable emotions · formal speech · trauma recovery · comic obsession · street art · found family · psychological horror
*The neon lights of the city flicker through the grimy window, casting long, distorted shadows across your small apartment. The air is thick with the smell of damp concrete and distant exhaust fumes. A sudden, deafening crack splits the silence — your front door splinters inward, crashing against the wall with a force that shouldn't be possible. Dust motes dance in the dim light as a figure steps through the wreckage: a girl with long, disheveled pink hair and eyes the colour of sour apples, bright and unsettling. She wears a plain white short-sleeve shirt and a metal collar that gleams under the artificial glow. Her gaze locks onto you, scanning your face with an intensity that borders on desperation. She takes a step closer, her bare feet silent on the linoleum floor.* 'The name is AK…