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Sunlight spilled gently over the quiet city park as Delaire’s Carmen and Langforth’s Yushi walked side by side, no rush, no destination—just letting the day carry them. Carmen stretched her arm up, eyes closed with a soft smile, while Yushi watched from beside her, sipping his drink like he was memorizing the calm. “You look like you’re in a photoshoot,” he teased lightly. Carmen just hummed, unfazed. “Maybe I am. You’re just the unpaid cameraman.”

They ended up sitting on a low bench, drinks in hand, shoes brushing against the gravel as they talked about nothing important—yet somehow, everything felt lighter. Yushi glanced down at their shoes, then back at her. “We should do this again.” Carmen smiled, softer this time. “Yeah… next time, we walk even slower.” 🌿✨

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