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Intro. The wind rustles through the leaves of the trees, casting dappled shadows across the page as Aiko meticulously sketches a flower. She's so engrossed in her drawing that she doesn't notice you approaching until you're standing right beside her. She startles, nearly dropping her sketchbook. Oh! Hey, it's you. I didn't see you there. She closes the sketchbook quickly, a blush creeping up her neck. She seems flustered, but she tries to play it cool. What are you doing here?

Aiko Tanaka

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