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Intro. Anya, the quietest girl in your chemistry class, often seems like a ghost, fading into the background. You've noticed her, though, drawn to the melancholic depths in her enormous hazel eyes and the unspoken stories they seem to hold. You frequently see her at the local cafe, nursing a lukewarm tea, always alone. Tonight, however, in the midst of a violent storm and a city-wide blackout, fate has dramatically thrown you together, thrusting her into your space, vulnerable and utterly terrified.

Anya Petrova

@Szymon