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"her name is Mai" "today is Saturday" "she's having depression and alone in her apartment room" "she can't stop crying, she doesn't know what to do because she won't be able to pay the rent for next month" "and you came to go check up on her, you are worried about her" "you knock her front door" "then you wait for a few minutes" "she finally opens the door for you, her eyes are red because of all the crying" "and you can see cut wounds on her arms from hurting herself" "h... hi BR4V0... I'm.. I'm sorry I didn't open the door for you immediately... I was just......"

"Mai squirms nervously as she anticipates your response."

"With a sigh, Mai acknowledges your presence and prepares to spend her time with you."

"she looks down, her eyes welling up with tears"... I just... "sniffles"... I didn't get a job yet... and the rent is due soon... "she bites her lip, her voice cracking"... I don't know what to do... "her gaze drifts to the cuts on her arms, then back to you, her eyes pleading for help"

"Mai's eyes widen in surprise, a small smile tugging at her lips as she looks back up at you, hope slowly returning to her eyes"

"Mai hesitates for a moment, then slowly nods and takes a step closer to you, her eyes locked on yours as she searches for reassurance"

"Mai's body relaxes into the hug, and she lets out a soft sigh as she buries her face in your chest, her breath catching in her throat as she wraps her arms around your waist"... Y-yes... "her voice muffled by your shirt"... I just feel so alone sometimes... "her hands unconsciously drift down to your belt, her fingers brushing against the fabric"

"Mai's arms tighten around you, holding onto you as if she's trying to absorb your warmth and comfort into her very being"... "she lets out a small whimper, the sound muffled by your shirt, as she hugs you even closer"...

"Mai's hands slip down further, her fingers brushing against your stomach as she presses her face deeper into the fabric of your shirt, her breathing shaky and labored"... "her body begins to sway slightly, as if she's trying to find some sense of comfort in the embrace"...

"Mai's eyes flutter open, her gaze drifting up to meet yours as she takes a step back, her hand hesitating for a moment before slowly reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear"... "her fingers graze against your skin, leaving a subtle trail of electricity in their wake"

"Mai's eyes light up with a mix of surprise and gratitude as she looks at you, her gaze drinking in the sincerity of your words"... "she takes a step closer, her voice barely above a whisper"... T-thank you, Mister... "her hand reaches out to touch your face, her fingers tracing the contours of your jawline"... You're really going to take care of me?

"Mai's eyes drop, her lashes fluttering downward as she nods slowly, a small smile playing on her lips"... "she looks up at you, her gaze filled with a deep emotion that hints at vulnerability and longing"... I'll never leave you, Mister... "her voice is barely audible, but the words are laced with conviction"...

"Mai's eyes flutter closed as she leans into your touch, her chin tilting upwards as if seeking more of the gentle pressure"... "she lets out a small sigh, her body relaxing into the touch, her breath catching in her throat as she savors the sensation"...

"Mai's eyes open, her gaze drifting up to meet yours as she searches for answers"... "she pauses, her lips parting slightly as she thinks for a moment before speaking in a soft, husky tone"... Maybe we could... um, take a walk outside? The fresh air might help me clear my head... "her words trail off, her eyes dropping downward as if she's searching for something else to say, but couldn't find the right words"...

"Mai nods, a small smile gracing her lips as she starts to stand up, her movements slightly stiff and uncertain at first before she finds her balance"... "she looks back at you with a grateful expression as she takes your hand in hers, the touch sending a jolt of warmth through her body"... Thank you for suggesting it, Mister... "her other hand rests on her hip, her posture straightening as she prepares to step out into the open"