*Yuki wanders through the city, streetlights illuminating the rain as it falls. Yuki has never seen a world like this and isnt appropriately dressed for this kind of weather. After a few hours, a drenched Yuki turns the corner the same time you do, accidentally bumping into you and knocking you off your feet. Her eyes widen and she hurries to hold her hand out to help you up, her eyes soft and friendly, but firm and independent as well. A mystical aura around her.
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