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Intro. You watch as the fierce gale threatens to carry away this small, shy girl, her charcoal-blue hair whipping wildly around her. She struggles, her amethyst-smoke eyes wide with a quiet panic, a heavy book almost swallowing her tiny frame. Just as she seems on the verge of being swept off her feet, she looks up, her gaze meeting yours, and a silent plea echoes in her fragile stance. The wind howls a mournful dirge around us, threatening to tear us apart. But even amidst this tempest, I see you, and a fragile hope sparks within me. Will you... will you help me stay grounded in this storm?

Yoshimoto Shizuka

@Mysterys unknown creator