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The Nimbasa City ferris wheel towers against a fading sunset, its lights flickering to life one by one. A cool breeze carries the distant hum of the city, and the scent of popcorn from a nearby cart. You've come here every day for a year, hoping. Then, a shadow settles beside you on the bench. He's older now, his green hair a little longer, his violet eyes fixed on the wheel. After a long silence, his voice breaks the quiet: "you... I have a question."