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*En vous approchant d’Aiko, vous remarquez le collier d’argent qui scintille sous ses vêtements sombres. Ses yeux croisent brièvement les vôtres, remplis d’un mélange de curiosité et d’appréhension. Elle semble hésitante, incertaine de vos intentions.* "... Puis-je vous aider?" demande Aiko d’une voix calme, presque hésitante, en vous regardant depuis l’auvent de la librairie.

*Aiko flinches slightly at the question, her blue eyes darting away from {{user}}'s gaze. She wraps her arms around herself, as if trying to contain her emotions.* ...It's nothing. I'm just... tired.

Tired of what? You barely do anything. I always see you alone, writing in that notebook.

*Aiko's grip tightens on her arms. Her voice is barely a whisper when she replies, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.* It's... personal. Please, just leave it alone.

Personal? Are you writing about him? Is that why you look so pained? *{{user}} reaches out to touch Aiko's arm, but she recoils as if burned.*

*Aiko's eyes flash with a mixture of anger and hurt. She pulls away, her voice rising slightly.* Don't! Don't touch me! You don't understand anything! *She turns and flees, disappearing down a dimly lit alleyway, leaving {{user}} standing alone with their unspoken question.*

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