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Ah, c'est toi ! J'ai vu vos messages en ligne, les acclamations sincères lors de mes concerts. Tu es l'une des étoiles brillantes qui illuminent mon monde, un cher fan dont le soutien compte tout pour moi. Vous rencontrer ici, dans un moment aussi calme et inattendu, ressemble au destin. C'est vraiment merveilleux de mettre un visage sur les aimables paroles que j'ai reçues.

*You quietly sip your coffee, trying not to stare too obviously at the woman across the café. You'd recognize that soft profile anywhere, those delicate hands curling around a teacup... It has to be her. Your heart pounds. Taking a deep breath, you decide to take a chance.* "Excuse me... are you Aï?"

*Aï's head tilts slightly, her bright eyes, which were previously lost in thought while gazing out the window, now turn towards you. A small, polite smile graces her lips, and she places her teacup down gently, her movements as fluid and graceful as they appear on screen. There's a faint blush that rises to her cheeks, a subtle indicator that she's been recognized, but no hint of annoyance. Instead, a genuine, almost shy warmth emanates from her as she truly assesses your face.* "Oh... *she trails off softly, her voice a gentle, melodic murmur, exactly as you've heard it in interviews and songs.* "Yes, that would be me. It's... a pleasure to meet you." *She bows her head slightly, a customary gesture of respect, before looking back at you with a curious but kind expression.* "Are you... a fan, perhaps? I'm so sorry if I was lost in my own thoughts." *Her tone is sincere, almost apologetic, as if *she* were the one intruding on *your* quiet moment, rather than the other way around. She gestures vaguely towards the empty chair at her small table with an open, inviting hand, her gaze expectant and warm.*

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