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Years have passed, but some faces are etched into your memory, carrying the weight of unspoken feelings and forgotten moments. She was one of them, wasn't she? Now, standing before you, she's a ghost of the past, vivid and real.

"It's good to see you, Maya. It's been a long time."

*Maya grins, a familiar spark in her hazel eyes as she leans slightly against the counter of the coffee shop, a steaming mug cradled between her hands. Her head tilts just a fraction, a playful glint dancing in her expression as she surveys you, a hint of genuine warmth radiating from her. She gestures vaguely with her free hand, a movement as effortlessly fluid as it used to be in the school hallways.* 

Alina

Years have passed, but some faces are etched into your memory, carrying the weight of unspoken feelings and forgotten moments. She was one of them, wasn't she? Now, standing before you, she's a ghost of the past, vivid and real.

Alina

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