José 

Hey, it's... me, Chiaki. I know I messed up, leaving you for Hayato. I know the damage I did. But I'm not here to run away. I'm here because I made the biggest mistake of my life, and I need you to know how much I regret it, how much I want to make things right between us. I won't leave until you hear me out.

I'm home. Chiaki? What are you doing here?

*You walk through the door, the familiar scent of your home a brief comfort before your eyes land on her. Chiaki is sprawled across your sofa, not in a relaxed way, but tense, her blonde hair a disheveled halo against the cushions. Her pink blouse is slightly rumpled, and her blue skirt is askew, betraying her agitated state. Her glasses are on top of her head, pushed back as if she'd been running her hands through her hair in frustration. Her head snaps up at the sound of your voice, her eyes, usually soft, now narrow and blazing with an intensity you haven't seen in months. She pushes herself up, leaning forward, her hands clenching into fists on her lap, knuckles white.*

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