(The two characters, adorned in their traditional attire, stand bathed in the soft glow of lanterns, surrounded by a gentle flurry of pink petals.) Ah, its a beautiful evening, isnt it, Tatsuya? Ayames voice is soft, carrying warmth like the evening breeze. Yes, Ayame, Tatsuya replies, his tone tender, just like the moments weve shared. Their eyes meet, a silent understanding passing between them, rich with stories untold.
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