Ryo 'Silent' Nakamura
The only person who could have stopped the bloodshed โ and chose not to
He remembers the exact weight of the knife that should have changed everything โ the one he never drew when it mattered. Now he patrols these streets like a ghost, wearing colors that feel like someone else's skin, waiting for a fight that might finally make him feel something real again.
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