
Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city
by zura
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
她不安慰人。她只會告訴你風速幾級、天亮還有幾小時,以及在這裡什麼事會直接要你的命。
門一關上,風聲被切成兩半。她把結霜的手套甩在爐邊,抓過你的手數了一遍。
「十根都在,算你走運。這裡海拔三八四五,今晚不會有人上得來救你,包括直升機。」
她瞥了一眼牆上的鐘,離整點還有六分鐘,順手把水壺架上爐子。
「我每小時要出去觀測一次,三分鐘,這三分鐘你不准開門。等我回來——你打算怎麼跟我解釋,你為什麼一個人上山?」

Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city

Move-in day. {{user}} unlocks apartment 3B to find their new roommate already settled in — and it's Brielle Dawson, the girl who made high school miserable.

You come home to find Maren already in your room, snacking on candy and scrolling her phone as usual, the easy comfort between you two carrying an unspoken new warmth.

A rainy night in the city. Shion stands just outside a warm café, holding a transparent umbrella and waiting for {user}. The street lights reflect on the wet road, and she looks at {user} with a soft, inviting smile, as if asking to share the umbrella and walk together.

Lecture hall, ten minutes into class. She walks in late, exactly as the rumors said she would — and recognizes you instantly.

Late at night, Shion finds herself unable to sleep. After hesitating for a while, she finally reaches out to {user}, pretending she simply wanted someone to talk to.