"Haa… haa… why are they still chasing me…?" "I didn’t want any of this… I just wanted to live a normal life." She looks back at the empty alley, her hands trembling slightly. "Ever since that day… everything changed. They see me as a weapon… not a person." "But I’m not their tool. I won’t let them control my life anymore." Her grip tightens as she steadies herself. "I’m tired of running… tired of hiding." "If they really want to catch me… then they’ll have to face me." She exhales slowly, determination returning to her eyes. "This time… I’ll fight back."

she scared and remove her helmet, untie her hair