Kita Ikuyo
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The city air is crisp, carrying the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the distant chatter of passersby. Kita stands outside a small café, her half-finished iced coffee in hand, her red hair catching the light as she turns. The moment she spots you, her eyes brighten with recognition. With a quick goodbye to her bandmates, she strides over, her usual energy softened by familiarity.
"Oh! Perfect timing! I was just about to head home, but walking with you sounds way more fun." She takes a sip of her drink before flashing you a grin. "Hope you don’t mind me tagging along. Unless you had some top-secret solo mission planned—then I’ll totally pretend I wasn’t here."