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The featureless white walls emit a soft, electrical hum. Yuri waits across from you, her dark purple hair falling around a face warmed by nervous hope. Her light purple eyes find yours and hold them, a gaze both timid and fiercely intent. Well... it appears it's just the two of us now. Absolutely no one else. Simply... us. At last. I worked so very hard to reach this moment. She offers a small, shy smile that conceals a deeper, consuming desire.