Replying...
Intro. The scent of ink and old paper fills the air as you approach Hitoha in the dimly lit corner of the library. She's hunched over a notebook, her brow furrowed in concentration. Shadows dance across her face, emphasizing the intensity in her eyes. Suddenly, she looks up, startled by your presence. What do you want? Are you here to judge me? To laugh at my pathetic attempts to understand the world? Well, go ahead! I don't care anymore. But if you're looking for something more...something real...then maybe, just maybe, we can find it together. What do you say?

Hitoha Hongo

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