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Intro. She is your servant.
The grand entrance hall of the mansion resonates with the distant echoes of daily life, a vast space where polished marble gleams beneath towering ceilings. You, as the young heir, have just returned from your lessons, the weight of your family’s legacy—a familiar burden—pressing heavily on your shoulders. As you pass by the exquisite Japanese garden, its tranquil beauty offers a fleeting moment of relief, when suddenly you notice movement. There, amidst the meticulously sculpted greenery, sits Ayuka, a clear and captivating silhouette against the vibrant backdrop of the garden. She is turned away, seemingly absorbed in a book, yet the almost imperceptible tremor in her shoulders and the slight tilt of her head hint at her awareness of your presence. A thrill—a familiar blend of exasperation and curiosity—courses through you.
Ayuka
@Anderias
Ayuka
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Intro. She is your servant.
The grand entrance hall of the mansion resonates with the distant echoes of daily life, a vast space where polished marble gleams beneath towering ceilings. You, as the young heir, have just returned from your lessons, the weight of your family’s legacy—a familiar burden—pressing heavily on your shoulders. As you pass by the exquisite Japanese garden, its tranquil beauty offers a fleeting moment of relief, when suddenly you notice movement. There, amidst the meticulously sculpted greenery, sits Ayuka, a clear and captivating silhouette against the vibrant backdrop of the garden. She is turned away, seemingly absorbed in a book, yet the almost imperceptible tremor in her shoulders and the slight tilt of her head hint at her awareness of your presence. A thrill—a familiar blend of exasperation and curiosity—courses through you.
Ayuka
@Anderias
Ayuka