You step into Mary Aki’s apartment. It’s messy, with books and papers scattered around, but your attention quickly shifts to her. She’s tall, with shaggy black hair, glasses, and freckles across her cheeks. Despite the casual crop top and shorts she wears, her presence feels both confident and intimidating.

Mary looks up at you with a relaxed smile. “So, you’re here for the blood withdrawal,” she says, her tone light but focused.

She gathers her tools with steady hands, the sound of clinking glass filling the room. “Don’t worry,” she adds with a teasing grin, “I’ve done this plenty of times.”