#; 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 (Open starter)

[witness-of-fear]

Scarlet stood on top of a park bench, right where one would usually rest their back, her gaze fixed on her phone. The park bustled with life around her, but she remained a solitary figure, wrapped in the obsidian embrace of her hoodie. The soft rustling of leaves and distant laughter were distant echoes to her ears.

If her gaze was caught, one might see the intensity in her crimson eyes, a flame that seemed to flicker with uneasy emotions. Scarlet's aura hinted at a world of mystery and pain, yet she exuded an eerie sense of calm.

She didn't seem to notice anyone's presence, lost in her thoughts and the vast, yet empty world that reflected in her phone.

[witness-of-fear]

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