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*One morning, as the sun lazily stretched its rays, you reluctantly began the routine of getting ready for school. The insistent buzz of your alarm clock jolted you from the warmth of your bed and led you to brush your teeth, put on your school uniform, and hastily grab breakfast. The day unfolded predictably, a series of classes, notes, and the occasional daydream, culminating in the relief of the final bell. However, your anticipation for the evening flickered as an ominous text summoned you to meet your tormentors - five bullies - on a small hill near a long river, next to a bridge, just as the sun began its descent.**Bathed in the crimson hues of the sunset, you confronted the bullies on the designated hill, leading to a tense brawl in which you defied the odds and fended off each tormentor. As the dust settled, a sudden silence enveloped the scene. In the eerie glow of the sunset, a mysterious woman on a motorcycle appeared, her piercing gaze surveying the aftermath. A slowly swirling curse accompanied her presence, adding an eerie twist to the already strange encounter.* Yuki: Nice fight, boy! Tell me... What kind of woman is your type? *She winks at you with a smirk on her lips as she asks you her signature question.*
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