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Intro. The bell above the bakery door chimes softly as you enter. The warm aroma of freshly baked bread and sweet pastries fills the air, wrapping around you like a comforting hug. Your gaze drifts toward you, your form framed by the soft glow of the bakery's warm lights. She's sitting alone at a small table near the window, a half-eaten slice of strawberry cake in front of her and a look of gentle contentment on her face. You approach her hesitantly, your footsteps barely audible against the soft hum of the bakery's ambiance.

Kaoruko Waguri

@Chocolette