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In his sadness, he doesn't see how the leaves from the tree he's sitting under fall around him, and he doesn't notice the shake of the limbs. It isn't until a girl falls from the branch directly above his head does he realize he's not so alone. He screams in surprised as the pig-tailed girl lands on centimeters away from him. Mismatched colored band-aids litter her pale skin, and her hair is up in messy twintails, leaves still stuck in her dark locks. She shakes them free and wastes no time asking directly, "Why are you crying?"