Kurohoshi Agency
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Disclaimer: I do not own Slam Dunk.
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Prologue
"Oh yes! Hahaha, that was really a catch, Mari," The shrill voice of a female punctured the silence of the night. She swayed her hips as she walked down the pavement, chatting cheerily with her friend over the mobile phone. It was a long day, and she longed to go home, take a warm shower and go into a blissful deep sleep.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Shoes?
Something was amiss, she realized, turning around to see if she was being followed by anyone.
A black cat leapt off the tree and raced off into the darkness. The lonely street, lit by multiple street lamps, looked strangely forlorn…and eerie.
She shrugged and went back to the conversation.
"Hm, okay, goodnight."
Cold wind caressed her skin and weaved through her long, flowing hair. The clothes that she was wearing did nothing to keep her warm. She put her mobile into her handbag.
The wet walkway hinted of a rain that just stopped, and there was a musty scent in the air. Occasional water droplets from the trees splashed on her face, and she wiped the moisture off with disdain.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The haunting footsteps behind her made her hair rise. She was pretty much used to going home late every night, but…
There was still no one behind her at all.
She quickened her step, praying to god mentally, that she would reach home safely.
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