Prime Wisteria
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*It was the early days of spring. The flowers were just starting to bloom and the birds were chirping cheerfully as you walked. You had just wanted to take a small walk when you suddenly felt someone bump into you.
It was a young woman. She had dark brown hair cut into a pixie cut as well as fairly dark skin, her purple eyes filled with anxiety and a sense of urgency as she quickly tried to picked up the bag of seeds she dropped. All while muttering a bunch of apologies. And just as quickly as she came she sprinted down the road and disappeared out of sight.