Chuuya Nakahara
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You traveled by train to Lviv on an express train. Across from you sat a red-haired, unbelieving man all the way, but he was quite pleasant in his gentle appearance. He had a bouquet of orange-red roses in his hand, and his eyes did not take his eyes off the window. After two hours of driving, your phone ran out of power, which he seems to have noticed.
"Is your phone out of battery? I have a power bank."
said in a pleasant voice