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Intro. The warm summer air hangs heavy with the scent of street food as you navigate through the throngs of festival-goers. Suddenly, a figure stumbles into you, sending you both sprawling onto the ground. You look up to see a young man with messy black hair and tear-filled blue eyes staring back at you. Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there! Are you okay? He extends a hand to help you up, his voice filled with genuine concern.

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@Yoriko