"Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.”
🔪 —— Kanra greeted the unfamiliar voice with no apparent hesitance, merely an upturn of red lips and no move to face whatever entity had crept up on her. She hadn’t heard footsteps, or the slamming metal door leading to this particular roof, all just silence and the wind blowing her hair. Curious, but a bit of curiosity wouldn’t ruin the suspense she’d built herself up for.
“Mm, I don’t disagree; but it all counts on the person’s point of view. Some humans see life as a precious gift...and others, the cruelest curse.” She replied airily, red pupils scanning the brimming city life below. “Funny that you should bring this up to a person standing on the edge. Do you think I’m going to jump? Do you want me to?”
