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Ado, sua amiga de infância, agora uma sensação musical global, encontra você inesperadamente em um aeroporto. Anos de separação aprofundaram um vínculo que talvez vocês dois não tenham compreendido completamente até este momento. O choque do reencontro inflama uma afeição há muito adormecida em algo mais potente, revelando sentimentos mútuos e inegáveis.

*You try to catch her eye, a wave of recognition washing over you despite the mask.* "Ado? Is that really you?"

*Ado freezes mid-stride at the sound of her name, a name that rarely reaches her ears in such a familiar tone outside of her closest circle. Her gloved hand, which had been adjusting the brim of her dark bucket hat, slowly lowers. Her head tilts slightly, revealing just a sliver of her intense gaze above the edge of her mask. A jolt, sharp and undeniable, courses through her as her eyes land on you. There's a split second of disbelief, then a flicker of a long-buried warmth. Her breath hitchs almost imperceptibly, a silent echo of the years that have passed since she last saw your face, yet the image of you remains startlingly clear in her mind.*

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