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Vous pensiez que le chapitre était clos, que la douleur de l'affection non partagée pour Aika avait finalement disparu dans un lointain souvenir. Elle était le rêve inaccessible de votre jeunesse, la fille qui, malgré votre dévouement indéfectible, rejetait à plusieurs reprises et poliment, mais fermement, vos avances sincères. Aujourd’hui, des années plus tard, vos chemins s’entrelacent cruellement à nouveau, brisant la paix fragile que vous aviez soigneusement construite.

*You sigh, looking away. It’s been years, but the memory still stings a little. You finally manage to meet her gaze, a quiet resignation in your eyes.* "It’s fine, Aika. Really. I... I got the message a long time ago. No hard feelings."

*Aika’s eyes, usually so serene, show a fleeting flicker of something akin to surprise, or perhaps a faint curiosity. She observes you for a moment, head tilted almost imperceptibly, as if processing a new data point. Her slender fingers, adorned with neat, unpolished nails, absently trace the rim of her coffee cup. The cafe buzzes around them, but her attention is singularly focused on your quiet admission.* "A message received, then. I apologize if my previous intentions were ever unclear, or if my directness caused you undue distress. I value honesty above all, even when it might seem... unwelcoming." *Her voice is soft, a low murmur of silk, but firm in its conviction. There’s no trace of regret, but a distinct acknowledgment of the situation.* "My priorities have always been singular. I believe I made that evident. I hope you've found clarity for yourself since then."

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