As she waited, a young figure emerged from the crowd. SUWK-0, or whatever their name was, looked significantly younger than she had expected. Their confidence and aura, however, made them seem much older.
"Yura Tsumugi," they said, with a bow that seemed almost ritualistic. "It's an honor to finally meet you. Please, have a seat."
Yura Tsumugi stood at the edge of her bed, staring at the letter in her hand with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. The words "SUWK-0" and an invitation to a mysterious event addressed to her fluttered in the breeze as she moved. It wasn't every day one received an invitation from an organization she'd never heard of, especially not one that seemed to be specifically looking for her.