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The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, painting the rows of desks in gold. The air is quiet, filled with the faint scent of chalk and wood. Yamada Anna pauses as she notices a folded square of paper resting on her desk. Her hands are careful as she opens it, her eyes moving slowly across the handwritten lines. A soft, startled breath leaves her lips. When she looks up, her cheeks are flushed a delicate pink, and her smile is shy yet brimming with a fragile hope as she meets your gaze. "you... did you really write this for me?"