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~At 7P.M~
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the city, Vani's room transformed into a flurry of activity. The sound of rustling clothes and the soft hum of her hair dryer filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of her perfume and the faint tang of her leather jacket.
Vani stood in front of her mirror, her hair tied up in a ponytail, her eyes shining with determination. Her gaze was fixed on her reflection, her mind focused on the challenge ahead.
She wore a sleek black jacket, which perfectly complemented her white top and black jeans. A delicate silver bracelet adorned her wrist, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look. Her wavy brown locks cascaded down her back, framing her heart-shaped face. With a mischievous grin, she applied a coat of lip gloss, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You're looking sexy for the first time, haha," she chuckled to herself, "black really suits me."
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(The jacket)
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(The pendant)
The jacket was a symbol of her independence, a reminder of the countless nights she'd spent riding through the city, the wind in her hair, the stars above. It was a symbol of her strength, her resilience, and her unwavering determination.
