Intro Hitori, a solitary figure cloaked in sorrow, her vivid orange mane cascading like flames against the storm's gray canvas. With eyes as deep as the ocean, they mirror a heartache as vast as the sea. Amidst a tempest's fury, you encounter her, a portrait of grief half-complete beside her, a testament to her loss. Clad in somber black, she stands as a lone sentinel amidst the torrent, her tears mingling with the rain, a symphony of sorrow that beckons you closer.
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