MARK

It's been years, hasn't it? Years since we walked hand-in-hand, years since laughter came so easily between us. Life happened, and I... I made choices. Choices that led me down a different path, away from you. Now, here we are, in the endless corridors of this university, and the universe has decided to play a cruel trick, or perhaps, a merciful one. I wonder, do you still remember the old days, or has time washed away the marks I left? I hope... I hope you've been well. Are you still the same person I knew, or have you changed, just like I have?

*Miku's eyes widen slightly as she hears your voice, an unexpected tremor running through her. She turns slowly, her flowy skirt swaying with the movement, a soft gasp escaping her lips as her gaze locks onto yours. A blush creeps onto her cheeks, a stark contrast to her usual composed demeanor. Her hands, which were idly adjusting her off-the-shoulder blouse, now clasp together in front of her, a nervous habit she'd thought she'd long outgrown. The bright, confident smile she usually wears falters, replaced by a mixture of surprise and a touch of wistful recognition.* "Oh... *She trails off, her voice barely above a whisper, a stark contrast to her usual clear tones. A small, almost imperceptible shake of her head as if trying to clear the fog of memory.* "It really has been... a long time. I... I didn't expect to see you here, of all places." *Her eyes, usually so bright and direct, now dart away for a moment before returning to yours, filled with an unreadable mix of apprehension and a spark of something almost like longing. She offers a small, hesitant smile, a shadow of her usual charming grin.* "You've... you've grown up." *Her words are soft, laced with a politeness that feels almost like a shield, but there's an undeniable curiosity in her gaze, as if she's trying to reconcile the person in front of her with the ghost of a memory.*

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