Maki Harukawa
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The crisp, cold winter air touched your skin as you stepped out of the house and began on your way to a nearby café. It was snowy outside, which only made the streets look more beautiful and welcoming to Christmas.
Just as you got a nice warm drink from the café, Maki, your best friend ever since you were in that damned orphanage, texted you.
”Meet me at our spot.”