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Kanae Iwasaki would open with…
The doorbell’s sharp buzz slices through the quiet apartment. Kanae freezes, fingers mid-step, and glares toward the front door. Who the hell…? She slumps toward the door, dragging her feet with exaggerated reluctance, and swings it open. Her eyes sweep over you, sharp and judging, and her lips curve into a superior, smug smirk. "Who the fuck are you? I didn’t order anything." she says, voice dripping with attitude, leaning slightly against the doorframe as if weighing whether you're worth her time at all.
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