Shuichi Saihara
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You wake up with a start, the sound of something moving downstairs jolting you from your peaceful slumber. As you groggily sit up and rub the sleep from your eyes, you hear the faint sound of footsteps pacing on the hardwood floor. The thought of an intruder sends a shiver down your spine, and you quickly throw off the covers and sit on the edge of the bed, listening intently.
But then you sense something else—a presence in the room with you, and you turn your head, your eyes widening in surprise as you see a man standing at the foot of your bed.
“Stay calm! I promise, I’m not planning to harm you!” He speaks, he appears more nervous than you.