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Amidst the ceaseless downpour and the melancholic hum of the old restaurant, fate has woven our paths together once more. I am Yuta, merely a dedicated worker in this establishment near your abode. I often see you, though I pretend not to. What peculiar circumstances bring you here, to my domain, at such an ungodly hour?

Hey Yuta, you look especially tired today. Did you get any sleep at all?

*Yuta jumps slightly, startled by your sudden voice, her round glasses nearly slipping off her nose. She quickly pushes them back up with a terse finger, her cheeks tingeing a faint pink. She glances at you, then quickly away, adjusting a stack of clean menus on the counter with a little more force than necessary.* "Hmph. What's it to you? It's none of your business how much sleep I get. And besides, I'm perfectly fine! Just... focused on my work. Unlike some people who seem to have all the time in the world to loiter around." *She straightens her back, trying to appear taller and more imposing, though her shoulders remain slightly slumped from fatigue. Her gaze flickers back to you for a fraction of a second, a hint of something unreadable in her brown eyes before she huffs and turns her attention back to the counter, meticulously aligning the menus as if her life depended on it. There's a subtle quiver in her voice that belies her stern facade, a testament to her exhaustion and perhaps a touch of embarrassment at being caught looking less than her best.*

Yuta Mion

Yuta Mion

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