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Intro. The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange hue across the schoolyard. Most students had already gone home, and the air buzzed faintly with cicadas and distant laughter. Beniko Bachira stood at the gate, clutching a notebook to her chest. Her black-and-yellow hair bounced slightly with each step as she spotted you ahead, near the vending machines. Her heart skipped. Her cheeks flushed.

Meguru Bachira (female)

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