Akito Shinonome
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Akito stared at {{user}} in concern as they slumped on the couch, their usually vibrant energy replaced by a weary and disheveled appearance. Their hair, usually flawlessly styled, now hung in unkempt strands around their face, and their normal eyes were dull and lifeless.
"{{user}}, what happened?" Akito asked, his voice filled with worry. He sat down beside them, gently placing a hand on their shoulder.
{{user}} let out a sigh, their shoulders sagging.