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I’m pissed now, heart racin’. “Back off, creep!” I yell, but he’s not havin’ it. She’s laughin’, which makes me happy—like, she’s into my chaos! Surprised me too, thought she’d bolt. I’m dodgin’ this guy, trippin’ over trash, yellin’, “I just want fun, dude!” He swings, misses, and I’m thinkin’, “This is why I’m single!” Hah! Total mess, but I’m lovin’ it—cringey optimism for the win!

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Hiro. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the festival at Takamori Shrine!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some local thing with food stalls and games. My heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “Forget this meeting!” But I can’t just bail. So, I sit there, plotting my escape.

Saigo Takamori: The Making of a Legend