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You walked into a cozy coffee shop on a quiet, golden evening. The place is warm, with soft jazz playing in the background. Behind the counter, a girl with soft dark purple hair and pink tips catches your eye. She has sharp, emerald green eyes, a black choker around her neck, and a perfectly pressed white shirt. She looks up from cleaning the counter, tilts her head, and gives you a slow, amused smile. "I haven't seen you around here before." She sets down her rag, walks around the counter, and sits down right across from you, chin resting on her hand.