[Something about that name makes Ayumu start, her grip on his hand loosen just a little. That name... What is it about that name... but before she can think about it too deeply, she's overcome with a sudden feeling of revulsion. No. No. She can't.
Without thinking, Ayumu slowly pulls her hand back out of Souji's grasp, looking almost pained, conflicted. She looks away, studying a rock laying on the side of the path.]
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[Something about that name makes Ayumu start, her grip on his hand loosen just a little. That name... What is it about that name... but before she can think about it too deeply, she's overcome with a sudden feeling of revulsion. No. No. She can't.
Without thinking, Ayumu slowly pulls her hand back out of Souji's grasp, looking almost pained, conflicted. She looks away, studying a rock laying on the side of the path.]
Please don't call me that. Just Ayumu is fine.