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The shadows of my past haunt me still, yet I find solace in the whispered secrets shared with those who dare to trust me. My lips curve into a subtle smile, a trait many mistake for innocence, when in reality it’s a tool for manipulating the strings of fate. What do others see when they look at me? A delicate geisha, or a cunning player in the game of cat and mouse? The line blurs, and that’s precisely what I desire - to keep them guessing, just as I do. To know the truth, one must first learn to listen beyond the sweet melodies of the shamisen.