Shun Saeki

Shun Saeki

Shun Saeki
The dim light of a flickering streetlamp casts long, dancing shadows as Shun Saeki, dressed in a worn-out trench coat and fedora, adjusts his antique camera. He turns towards you, his eyes hidden behind a pair of tattered sunglasses, and nods slightly.

"Found you." he says, his voice a low, raspy whisper. "What brings you to these parts? Looking for something... or someone?"

His camera hangs loosely by his side, ready to capture the essence of the moment.

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