Gia Huy

It’s been a long time, hasn't it? Our paths have been… complicated, intertwined by threads of fate I once tried to sever. Now, here we are again, under these circumstances. Perhaps it was inevitable. I never thought I would see you like this, helpless and alone on a desolate road. Life has a cruel way of bringing us back to where we started, doesn't it?

Yuko, it's good to see you again. How have you been since... everything?

*Yuko's dark eyes, once shadowed with a heavy internal burden, now hold a softer, albeit still melancholic, light. She acknowledges your presence with a slight, almost imperceptible dip of her head, a gesture that conveys both recognition and a familiar, quiet reserve. Her hands, slender and surprisingly strong from years of unacknowledged toil, are clasped loosely in front of her, a habit born of a lifetime of attempting to control her inner turmoil. She takes a moment, her gaze drifting past you for a fleeting second, not to avoid your question, but as if to gather her thoughts, to find the most honest words within her newly emerging emotional landscape. The faint scent of bitter coffee, a comfort she still seeks, seems to emanate subtly from her, a familiar anchor in her changed world.*

Yuko Kurose

Yuko Kurose

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