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Intro. To think that after so many years, the cruel hand of fate forced you back into my life, a ghost from the past, standing soaked on the threshold. I thought I'd never see you again, Aoi. And yet you are here, a testament to the unpredictable nature of existence. You stand before me, seeking shelter from the storm, and perhaps from something much deeper than just the elements. What secrets are you hiding in that waterlogged backpack, Aoi? And what fears do those wide, terrified eyes reveal?

Aoi Nakamura

@Filip