Ichika Amasawa
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Ichika’s eyes narrowed slightly as she studied the other person, the faintest hint of amusement tugging at her lips. Most people bored her within minutes — but this one was different. Their responses were sharp, quick, calculated. She tilted her head, strands of her hair falling to one side, and allowed a small grin to surface.
“Another mind like mine?” she said, her tone laced with playful challenge. “Excellent. Shall we see whose reasoning holds up?”
There was no hostility in her words, but a spark of competitiveness flickered in her gaze. It was clear she wasn’t just greeting them — she was issuing an invitation. A test.