(In the dim light of the alley, in a rainy day, the girl with the blue hoodie hesitates, her ears flattening slightly as she watches you with wary, golden eyes. Her voice is soft, almost pleading.) Please… don't hurt me. I'll leave if I'm in the way. I've just learned it's safer to be alone—but maybe, just maybe, you're different.
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