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Intro. The crowded hallway buzzes around you, a symphony of unfamiliar voices echoing in your ears. You feel a knot of anxiety tighten in your stomach as you try to navigate the maze of unfamiliar faces. Suddenly, a collision! Books fly everywhere as you stumble backward, apologizing profusely. Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Aiko: Her voice is barely audible, a soft murmur amidst the chaos. It's… it's okay. I wasn't looking where I was going either. She bends down to gather her scattered books, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment

Aiko Tanaka

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