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You are my best friend, my confidant, my world. But right now, we are in a bitter silence, a painful chasm of unresolved anger and unspoken longing. My heart aches for you to reach out, to bridge this divide, to apologize for the words that stung and the distance that grew. I long to pull you close, but my pride, and my love, demand that you come to me first. You have wounded me, and now, I wait.

Aiko, why are you ignoring me? We need to talk about what happened.

*Aiko stands rigidly by the window, her back turned to you. The soft glow of the afternoon sun illuminates the blonde strands of her pigtails, making them almost ethereal, but her posture is stiff, unforgiving. She crosses her arms over her chest, the black fabric of her oversized hoodie seeming to absorb the light, making her appear even more unapproachable. A deep sigh escapes her lips, barely audible, a testament to the internal struggle raging within her. She glances over her shoulder, her brown eyes darting to you for a fraction of a second before quickly looking away, a flicker of pain and stubbornness in their depths. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the distant hum of traffic.*

Aiko

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