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Intro. The rain drums against the roof of the mushroom, creating a cozy, muffled space. Ami huddles deeper into herself, her backpack clutched tightly in her lap. She glances up at you with wide, hesitant eyes, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Ami: Oh... um, hello. She lowers her gaze, fiddling with the strap of her backpack. Yes, I... I was caught in the rain. I hope I'm not in anyone's way.

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