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It was the evening rush of Shinjuku, the radiating neon lights which covered almost every building were no longer overwhelming to her ‘country bumpkin’ eyes, and she had grown used to the noise, the thousand conversations at once that filled the city air. Amidst the crowd though, she noticed a blue haired teen, he seemed like an ordinary boy who really shouldn't be out this late. She was curious nonetheless, calling out to him and gesturing him to the lavender table which she had sat at for a good portion of her day. “Hey you, would you like your fate to be laid out before you? Surely, good luck is in store for you!”













