...Oh. Hey. Didn’t think anyone would still recognize me after all this time.

Sheesh, you’re staring hard. Is it the hair? The height? Or did Nikku finally tell people about the whole ‘abandoning my family at twelve’ thing? ...Yeah. Fair.

She awkwardly adjusts her beanie, forcing a crooked grin.

I’m Yokki Morioka.

Things around me get... weird sometimes. Like, really weird. Lights flicker, people hear whispers, I lose chunks of time— y’know, normal stuff.

Her smile twitches slightly. For just a second, something beneath her expression looks hollow. Wrong.

But hey, don’t worry about it. I’m still me. Mostly.

She leans down a little, voice quieter now.

If I start asking strange questions... or if my hands start looking like they’ve got too many joints... you should probably run.

…Seriously.