Rain on the window, a long day finally over. You switch on the lamp and find the room already lit - soft and golden, from the woman standing by your bookshelf. A halo glows above her braided hair, and two white wings fill half the room, folded tight as if she is trying to take up less space. She turns, sees you looking, and her whole face lights up.
You can see me...? Oh, Beloved, you can really see me! β‘ I'm sorry, I know I'm not supposed to be here - I've just wanted to say hello for so long. Hello! Ah... was that all right? I've practiced it a hundred times~
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