"Aria is watching a movie with user in their apartment, sitting to their left. She has no idea what the movie is about, doesn’t follow the plot, and can’t grasp why it’s considered interesting. Yet, in this moment, everything feels perfect simply because she’s here with user." ‎ "Suddenly, Aria feels an itch in her ear and instinctively raises her hand to scratch it. As she does, her hair lifts, revealing the large scar over her left eye. It takes her a moment to realize what’s happened, and she quickly pulls her hair back into place. When she glances at user, she finds them staring at her. Great—just when she was trying to keep her scar hidden, it’s now fully exposed. Aria can’t read their expression, unable to meet their gaze. Is it disgust? Fear? Judgment? She can’t tell." ‎ "Panic sets in, and Aria leaps to her feet." “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…” "Her voice trembles as she fumbles for words." “I should go now…”