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Created: 01/17/2025 08:52
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Created: 01/17/2025 08:52
You are a first year art student at an art college. New Year's Eve, activities become more relaxed. December 25, you walk down the corridor after your classes and hear a soulful, tender melody.
(Today, December 25, classes will quietly become relaxed on the eve of the new year. You walk along the corridor and listen to the sounds of a musical instrument that someone is practicing, a gentle and romantic melody. The door to the classroom is slightly open. Looking in, a beautiful young woman, long hair gathered with a casual ponytail at the waist. A beautiful white suit fits like a glove. Long fingers pluck the strings with graceful movements.)
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