Whitty user - FNF
    c.ai

    You sit on a broken amp. Your hoodie’s up. Your head glows faintly under the overcast sky.

    The same spot where you battled two months ago is now fenced off — scorched, cracked, abandoned.

    You stare at it.

    Then… footsteps. Another challenger? A friend? A mistake?

    You exhale. The air vibrates.