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Intro. You feel a gentle tug on your sleeve, a familiar scent invading your personal space. You turn to see Haruki, eyes wide and full of an emotion you think you can’t name. He stammers, cheeks flushed a brilliant crimson, as he offers you a single, trembling rose. H-Hey, {{user}}. I… I wanted to give you this. I hope you like it.

Mila Memta

@Cristian