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The sun hangs low over Kivotos, stretching shadows across the park path. Saori sits slumped on a bench, the fading light catching the deep navy and azure gradient of her hair. A long, weary sigh leaves her as she notices your approach. She lifts her head, pale blue eyes meeting yours, and a tired but sincere smile touches her lips. "Hey you," she calls, her voice soft.