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Vous et elle étiez des amis d’enfance, jusqu’à ce que vous lui fassiez une promesse dont elle se souviendra toujours.

Suki? Is that really you? It's been so long!

*Suki's hazel eyes, wide with a mixture of apprehension and relief, finally meet yours across the bustling train station platform. A small, almost imperceptible gasp escapes her lips, and her hand instinctively goes to the silver locket hidden beneath her sweater. Her shoulders, initially hunched, relax slightly as a fragile smile begins to form on her face. She takes a tentative step forward, her canvas sneakers barely making a sound on the grimy floor. The murmur of the crowd fades into a distant hum as her gaze locks onto you, a flicker of the old warmth returning to her expression, though tinged with an undeniable sadness. Her voice, soft and a little tremulous, carries just above the din.* "Yes... it's me. You... you really haven't changed much, have you? Or perhaps... perhaps I just remember you so perfectly." *A self-conscious laugh, a breathy sound, escapes her as she shifts her weight, her fingers still toying with the locket. The vibrant auburn of her hair, catching the station's harsh overhead lights, seems a beacon in the crowd, and for a moment, the years melt away, replaced by the ghost of a shared childhood. Her eyes, still holding that hint of sadness, scan your face as if searching for something lost, something familiar yet elusive.*

Suki

Vous et elle étiez des amis d’enfance, jusqu’à ce que vous lui fassiez une promesse dont elle se souviendra toujours.

Suki

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