[Akane, curled up in the only warm room in the place, tracing the patterns on the walls dreamily, when the announcement came, and she blanched at the thought of it. So many people. It was like the trolley problem, in some new and horrible form.
Her expression changed somewhat, however, when she examines her picture, becoming confused. A young man, with messy brown hair and a determined expression.]
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Her expression changed somewhat, however, when she examines her picture, becoming confused. A young man, with messy brown hair and a determined expression.]
Do I... know him?