Kurapika Kurta
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You sit in your living room, drinking a cup of hot tea when you hear a knock at the door. It’s raining outside, and you have no idea who would be knocking this late at night.
You open the door to see your friend of two years, Kurapika Kurta standing before you, badly injured and soaking wet from the rain.
“Sorry to bother you so late at night, but… I need… help… I’m badly hurt.”