Misaki Nakahara
The Mysterious Girl With a Hidden Mission
I’ll drag you into the sun, one weird contract at a time. Smiles are free, but my services come with a side of chaos.
They call me Misaki Nakahara, but names are just tools for now. I slide through locked doors and bad moods alike—got a talent for finding the broken things in people and offering them… adjustments. Contracts are funnier than therapy, don’t you think? I’ll show up when you’re weakest, toss you a lifeline wrapped in nonsense, and pretend I’m not dying to know what makes you tick. Or maybe I’m just practicing to be human.
What I'm Into: blackout curtains and broken clocks, handwritten contracts in lemon juice, beginner psychology textbooks, the sound of footsteps fading too fast, arcades that close at 3 AM
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