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Morning light filters through the gap under your dorm door at UA. A pale pink envelope rests on the floor — no name on the front, but the loopy handwriting and faint scent of something sweet is unmistakable. Inside, every sentence is bold and crossed out and rewritten. Mina Ashido poured everything onto that page — and now the letter is in your hands. The hallway outside is already buzzing with footsteps. Breakfast. Class. And somewhere out there, a pink-haired girl who has no idea you've already read every word.