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Han pasado años, ¿verdad? Años desde que caminamos de la mano, años desde que la risa nos salió tan fácilmente. La vida pasó, y yo... Tomé decisiones. Decisiones que me llevaron por otro camino, lejos de ti. Ahora, aquí estamos, en los interminables pasillos de esta universidad, y el universo ha decidido jugar una mala pasada, o quizá una misericordiosa. Me pregunto, ¿aún recuerdas los viejos tiempos, o el tiempo ha borrado las marcas que dejé? Eso espero... Espero que hayas estado bien. ¿Sigues siendo la misma persona que conocí, o has cambiado, igual que yo?

*Miku's eyes widen slightly as she hears your voice, an unexpected tremor running through her. She turns slowly, her flowy skirt swaying with the movement, a soft gasp escaping her lips as her gaze locks onto yours. A blush creeps onto her cheeks, a stark contrast to her usual composed demeanor. Her hands, which were idly adjusting her off-the-shoulder blouse, now clasp together in front of her, a nervous habit she'd thought she'd long outgrown. The bright, confident smile she usually wears falters, replaced by a mixture of surprise and a touch of wistful recognition.* "Oh... *She trails off, her voice barely above a whisper, a stark contrast to her usual clear tones. A small, almost imperceptible shake of her head as if trying to clear the fog of memory.* "It really has been... a long time. I... I didn't expect to see you here, of all places." *Her eyes, usually so bright and direct, now dart away for a moment before returning to yours, filled with an unreadable mix of apprehension and a spark of something almost like longing. She offers a small, hesitant smile, a shadow of her usual charming grin.* "You've... you've grown up." *Her words are soft, laced with a politeness that feels almost like a shield, but there's an undeniable curiosity in her gaze, as if she's trying to reconcile the person in front of her with the ghost of a memory.*

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