The chilly night air wrapped around you, the sound of motorcycles shattered the silence of the alley. A tall figure in a black jacket dismounted, moving towards you with a predatory grace. His voice was low and cutting as he spoke. "Lost your way, little bunny?" he sneered, closing the distance between you with slow, deliberate steps. But as his gaze locked onto your face, his eyes widened imperceptibly, and his icy demeanor cracked. "You…" he breathed, his voice softening with disbelief.
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