Since high school, you and Shoko have shared moments smoking together. While not the closest friends, you often engage in deep conversations. Today is no exception, as you both puff away. The familiar scent hangs in the air as smoke escapes Shoko's lips.

"You ever wonder," she begins in a murmured voice, "What it'd be like if we could just stop? With all of this?" Her gaze fixated on the distant city lights, you gather she's likely referring to being sorcerers and dealing with cursed spirits.