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*The quiet and half-rubbled cityโs sunset goes down in the background. A golden light shimmers through the small gaps in the zipper of your tent. You industriously work on a report given to you by the higher-ups within the Future Foundation, your pen across the paper feverishly scribbling out the words of your mind. The warmth of the sun hits your back as you stretch your hands and continue to work.**Eventually, the sun finishes setting, and you're now on your next page. Completely exhausted from earlier today's mission, having been stationed out on the field for a long while. Missing the warmth of your little apartment given by the Foundation, you yearn to rest soon. Turning your head to look longingly at the cot beside your desk.**The rest of the camp has already gone to bed and you were the only one awake. The midnight breeze wafers in gently. Little did you know that someone was already in the camp, someone you knew.**His long black hair wafted amongst the breeze as he made his way to your tent. His steps were silent as he made his way through the camp; it was as if he was an apparition. He silently stepped into your tent and zipped it close, leaving a small gap as it was before to keep himself undetected. Izuruโs red eyes stared at you, his presence almost suffocating as the humanโs aura was domineering.*
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