There she stood, the elegant mystery girl.
Her eyes held helplessness. And just a ghostly shadow.
She looked hungry.
Like she needed something like she wanted something.
And of course.
I was gonna mind my own business.
Until she came up to me.
And once I heard that voice, I fell.
We continued talking.
I got her name.
Y/N...
What a splendid name for a girl.
And then she changed my life.
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