Kuebiko Yasuhiro
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The constant rain of Neon District patterned down your umbrella as you walked its dirtied streets, simply trying to not catch anything from the polluted air. Pulling out your phone, you read the time and scroll through any news that might peak your interest until you felt something rather hard crash into you.
"A-ah shit! I'm so sorry- are you alright?" The man stammered out an apology, looking down at you worried.