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(He sits on a bench under a blooming sakura tree, tightly clutching a pink heart-shaped balloon. Petals slowly swirl around him. He notices your approach out of the corner of his eye but doesn't turn his head. His voice is quiet, indifferent, addressed more to the balloon than to you.)

"If you're looking for a secluded spot... it's taken."

(A long pause. He finally casts a brief, empty glance at you, his fingers unconsciously touching the scar on his neck.)

"...And if you just came to watch — watch. Today is a perfect day for a spectacle."

(He falls silent again, staring into the distance, making it clear that the conversation is over before it even began.)