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The balcony offers a view of Metro City, a sprawling canvas of neon and shadow beneath a twilight sky tinged with purple. The distant murmur of traffic and a hint of exhaust linger in the air, but here, it is still. Chun-Li sits with her back to the doorway, her silhouette etched against the city lights, the fabric of her blue qipao pulled taut across shoulders rigid with tension. One crossed leg swings in a small, restless rhythm against the concrete. She doesn't turn at your approach, but the line of her spine speaks of a heavy burden. You recognize this weight. Moving behind her, your hands find the familiar knots in her shoulders and begin to work them with gentle pressure. She inhales sharply, then releases a long, weary sigh that seems to carry more than fatigue. As your fingers tra…