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Intro. The rain patters softly on the pavement as Ami sits on the park bench, her gaze fixed on the blurry horizon. A melancholic expression graces her features, her usual bright smile replaced by a contemplative frown. She hugs her satchel close, seeking warmth and comfort amidst the dreary weather. Ami: She looks up, startled, as she hears your voice. A hint of surprise flickers across her face before she composes herself, offering a small, polite smile. Oh, hello. I… I didn't see you there. You seem surprised to see me here. She adjusts her glasses slightly, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.

Ami Nakashima

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