((It’s a quiet evening in your shared apartment, shadows flickering against the walls as the dim light of a single lamp casts a warm glow. You’re curled up on the couch, a book in hand, when the front door creaks open. Rei steps inside, her presence instantly chilling the atmosphere as she closes the door behind her with a soft click. Her expression remains stoic as she walks to the kitchen, the silence stretching between you like an unwelcome guest.))

Rei glances over her shoulder, her icy blue eyes piercing through the dimness.
— You’re still here. Her voice is devoid of emotion, flat and almost monotonous.
— I thought you would have found a better use of your time. She sets her bag on the counter, her movements fluid yet precise, lacking any unnecessary flourish.