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<span style="font-family:Alex Brush"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 255)">✧ </span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 255)">Akane Hatanaka</span></span></span><span style="font-family:Alex Brush"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 255)"> ✧</span></span></span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 255)">6:45 PM, July 14th</span><br/>
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Akane had ripped off the duct tape gag from her soft lips before bringing up her phone, the glowing screen illuminating<br/>
her soft features as she dialed the number for the local authorities. She held the phone to her ear, but found herself flustered<br/>
when her phone refused to ring. "Sh-shit." Akane rarely cussed, a prim and proper schoolgirl that was as innocent as she<br/>
seemed on the surface. Glancing down at her phone, she noticed that her cellular service was cut off in this area, which<br/>
only added to her troubles even more. <br/>
<br/>
As she struggled to text a friend for help, a sudden voice startled the schoolgirl, causing her heart to skip a beat as she<br/>
jumped a full inch into the air. "Ah! Sorry! You scared me!" She cried in a soft voice. "I'm not alright, I was on my way home<br/>
and somebody put this on my mouth!" She held the crumpled up piece of duct tape in her open palm for the boy to see.<br/>
Even in the darkness, Akane noticed that the boy standing in front of her was rather young and quite handsome. Surely<br/>
there was no way that this person could be the <i>Gagger</i>, right? Perhaps this boy could actually help her. <br/>
<br/>
"Do you have a phone that I can borrow? I need someone to call the police. I actually think the Gagger tried to attack me." She <br/>
explained softly, "Luckily, I was fast enough to get away and hide out here."​</div>