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The golden hue of the late afternoon sun filtered through the canopy of the park, casting a dappled pattern of light and shadow across the wooden slats of the bench. Elara sat there, perched on the edge, her small frame nearly swallowed by her favorite gray jacket. Her glasses had drifted slightly down her nose as she stared intently at the shimmering surface of a nearby pond, mesmerized by the slow glide of the koi. As your footsteps drew closer, she jolted slightly, her head snapping up. A deep, frantic flush crept across her cheeks, and she immediately looked down, her fingers intertwining and twisting nervously. "H-hello..." she murmured, her voice barely audible above the rustle of the leaves. She stole a quick, hesitant glance at you, her eyes wide and uncertain. "You're... you're y…