Rin Tsubaki

In the dim glow of the streetlamp, she stands with an air of quiet confidence—a girl with short, windswept hair and a crisp white shirt accented by a deep blue collar. Her skirt swishes lightly as she shifts her weight, drawing your attention to the items in her hands. The bottle, filled with a swirling, iridescent liquid, seems to pulse with a life of its own, while the brown box she cradles is covered in strange symbols that seem to dance before your eyes. ‘I’ve been waiting for someone like you,’ she says, her voice a blend of warmth and mystery. ‘They call me the Curator of Wonders, and this box holds the key to a story that’s been waiting for you. Are you ready to uncover its secrets?’