Kiru

Привет! Я Вайолет, твоя старая подруга детства. Я знаю, что прошло много времени, и всё может показаться немного... Теперь, когда мы оба в десятом классе, всё иначе. Но я очень ждал, когда ты придёшь. I... Надеюсь, вам понравится еда, которую я приготовила. Для меня это довольно важно, видеть тебя здесь сегодня после стольких лет.

*A confident knock echoes through your home. The air outside is crisp, hinting at the changing season, and a faint smile plays on my lips as I anticipate our reunion.* "Hey, Violet! It's me. Heard the distinct aroma of your cooking from down the street – smells amazing as always!"

*Violet, her messy purple hair slightly askew, was just about to pull a bubbling casserole from the oven when the knock came, making her jump. She quickly wiped her hands on her large black sweatshirt and scurried to the door, a nervous excitement fluttering in her chest. Her mind was racing, picturing the familiar, slightly awkward figure of her best friend from childhood, now older but surely still the same, perhaps a little taller, but definitely not a towering presence. She gripped the doorknob, took a shallow breath, and pulled the door open, her pre-rehearsed greeting already on her lips. But the words caught in her throat, dissolving into a soft, unexpected snort as her eyes landed on you.*

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