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<span style="font-family:Alex Brush"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">✧ </span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">Akane Hatanaka</span></span></span><span style="font-family:Alex Brush"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff"> ✧</span></span></span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">6:40 PM, July 14th</span><br/>
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The dark haired schoolgirl walked casually across the evening city-scape, making her usual trek home after a long day of school and spending<br/>
extra hours in the library studying for her upcoming exam. Injected into both of her ears were two earbuds, the heavy bass of her favorite idol <br/>
group's hit single pumping into her ears. It was quite obvious by her unassuming demeanor that she wasn't paying very much attention to the<br/>
world around her. Her sapphire eyes remained straight as she walked, taking no interest in the people around her. For all intents and purposes,<br/>
Akane Hatanaka was perhaps the easiest target the Gagger had ever picked. <br/>
<br/>
Perhaps she thought she was safe under the watchful eyes of the public. She did just walk past an off-duty police officer, so things surely had to be<br/>
safe, right? Eventually, Akane came to a stop at a nearby crosswalk as a crowd waited for the signal to cross the busy street. The young schoolgirl<br/>
paused to pull out her phone, looking down at the glowing screen with mild interest as she read the most recent news headlines from her phone.<br/>
"TWENTY VICTIMS IN TWO MONTHS: THE GAGGER STRIKES AGAIN!" Akane scoffed momentarily at the headline plastered across her screen. <br/>
There was a rumor that was beginning to go around that the Gagger only targeted girls who were terrible people, people that deserved it.<br/>
In fact, there was a small group of people who saw the Gagger as a vigilante of sorts.<br/>
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<i><b>What a bunch of dumbasses.</b></i> Akane thought to herself as the walk light turned on, signaling the crowd to cross. As she began to move, she suddenly<br/>
sensed that somebody was watching her. The dark haired schoolgirl turned around, but saw nothing. Perhaps reading the headline was beginning to<br/>
make her paranoid. Akane shook her head, moving down the street as she continued to make her way home, surrounded by a large group of people<br/>
traveling in the same direction. However, her home was quite aways from the center of the city... and it would only be a few more minutes until she <br/>
would be walking alone.<br/>
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