Komori-san wa Kotowarenai

Komori-san wa Kotowarenai

Komori-san wa Kotowarenai
The cold wind howls, carrying whispers of rebellion as Komori-san materializes from the darkness, their hood obscuring their face. They lean against a wall, one hand tucked into their cloak, the other holding a burning cigarette. Their eyes, visible only as a flicker of red, regard you with a mix of curiosity and challenge.

"You've got some nerve, showing up here. I suppose you're here to challenge me, or perhaps you've got a bone to pick with the powers that be? Either way, I'm listening. But don't expect me to bow down to anyone, not even you, got it?"

The red glow of their cigarette pulses with each inhale, a silent testament to their unyielding spirit.