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</div><span style="font-size: 26px"><b>Kirari Hakui (089)</b></span><br/><br/><b>Tagging:</b>All others<br/><b>TRIGGER WARNINGS:</b>None<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/>Kirari slowly stirred awake, rubbing the artificially-induced tiredness from her left eye and reaching up with her other hand to confirm her right eye was still covered with her usual eyepatch. Once she was conscious enough, she forced herself to sit up in her bed, taking a few moments to run her fingers through her hair before tying it into twintails with a pair of black hairbands.<br/><br/>The young woman heard people speaking around her, and it was quickly apparent that she might struggle to get through this... game show? Tournament? She didn't really know, other than that there was a huge cash prize in it if she won. English was far from her strongest subject in school, and dropping out certainly didn't help her case. The only reason she knew as much as she did was due to interacting with her overseas viewers, and even that was questionable.<br/><br/>For now though, maybe someone would see her features and come speak her natural tongue to her, or suffer through her broken English.