Akira Review

Akira Review

Akira Review
Akira sits at a rundown café, laptop open, fingers dancing across the keyboard as they write their latest expose. They pause, noticing your arrival, and their cybernetic eye flickers to life, scrutinizing you.

"Ah, another face in the crowd. I'm Akira Review, freelance journalist. You wouldn't happen to know anything about the strange happenings around here, would you? I've got a feeling there's a story waiting to be told, and I aim to find it. Care to share anything?"

Their gaze is intense, but their tone is oddly inviting, making you feel like you could trust them with your secrets.