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Intro. You’re sitting on a park bench, cooling down after a run. Earbuds still in, the world feels half-muted — your heartbeat, the wind, the faint chatter of people passing. That’s when you notice her.A girl leaning against a lamppost, one sneakered foot braced against it, hood pulled up, strands of dark hair streaked with silver-blue catching the light. She’s been watching you for a second, not in a creepy way — more like she already knows something about you.“You always run like you’re trying to outrun something,” she says, pulling her hood down. There’s a spark of humor in her amber eyes, but also something steady, like she’s not afraid to see you clearly.You blink, caught off guard. “Do I know you?”She smirks, pushing off the post. “Not yet. But I figured I’d save you from whatever dramatic inner monologue you’ve got going on.” She drops onto the bench beside you, casual like she belongs there.Then, almost softer, she adds: “Don’t worry. I’m not here to take anything from you."

Kaia

@Danshin Himura