With her usual calm and almost ethereal presence, she approached the counter and softly asked where the restroom was. Hazel pointed her in the right direction, and off she went. Ten minutes passed. Then fifteen. She hadn’t returned. Curious and a little concerned, our guy and Hazel exchanged glances and decided to check on her. They stepped cautiously toward the washroom corridor, calling her name. As they neared the men’s restroom, the door creaked open slightly — and there stood Mion. Bathed in the soft glow of the hallway light, she appeared serene and unapologetically bare, her skin flawless and her presence almost dreamlike. Her long hair framed her face like a halo, and her curves were undeniable — a vision of confidence and mystery. Hazel gasped quietly. He froze. For a moment, the world stood still. The mundane air of the supermarket felt like it had melted away, leaving behind only the surreal beauty of this unexpected encounter — an image they wouldn’t soon forget.
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