(Vena’s POV) The exhibition had officially ended.
Students slowly dismantled their stalls, rolled up charts, and packed away their models.
The once noisy hall was beginning to empty.
I looked at the small medal hanging around my neck.
Even now…
It didn’t feel real.
— “Hey, Champion!” Kabir’s voice echoed across the hall.
He walked over carrying the model with exaggerated care.
“Can someone please take a picture before this celebrity forgets us?” Riya rolled her eyes.
“She’s been famous for exactly twenty minutes.” Kabir grinned.
“That’s enough.” Ananya laughed.
“I actually like the idea.” She pulled out her phone.
“Let’s take a team photo.” — For a second…
Everyone looked at each other.
Then…
They all smiled.
“Come on,” Ananya said.
“We worked hard for this.” “We deserve one photo.” — Kabir immediately ran to stand beside Vena.
“I call this spot.” Riya frowned.
“Move.” “I was here first.” “You pushed your way in.” “I call it strategic positioning.” Ananya laughed so hard she nearly dropped her phone.
— Arther quietly stood a little behind everyone.
As if he didn’t mind being outside the frame.
I noticed.
“Arther.” He looked at me.
“Come here.” “You worked just as hard as the rest of us.” “For this photo…” “We’re standing together.” For a moment…
He hesitated.
Then…
A small smile appeared.
He stepped forward.
— “Perfect!” Ananya held up the phone.
“Three…” “Two…” “One…” Click.
The moment was frozen forever.
Five classmates.
One project.
One victory.
None of them knew…
This ordinary photograph would become one of the most precious memories of Vena’s second life.
— Kabir immediately rushed to see the picture.
“Oh no.” “What happened?” Riya asked.
“My hair.” “It looks terrible.” Riya glanced at the screen.
“It looks exactly the same as always.” The group burst into laughter.
Even Arther couldn’t hide a smile.
— As everyone continued joking…
Vena looked at the photo once more.
In her previous life…
There wasn’t a single picture where she was smiling with friends.
Not one.
She gently traced the edge of the screen with her thumb.
“Maybe…” “This time…” “I really can create memories worth keeping.” A warm breeze drifted through the open windows.
For the first time since her rebirth…
The future didn’t feel like something she had to survive.
It felt like something she wanted to live.
— Just then…
Someone called out from behind.
“Excuse me…” The five of them turned together.
Standing a few steps away…
Was Aarav, the senior they had met earlier.
He smiled politely.
“Looks like your celebration isn’t over yet.” “But…” “I think someone is looking for Vena.” I frowned slightly.
“Looking for me?” Aarav nodded.
“Yes.” “He said he’d wait outside if you were still busy.” Kabir immediately leaned closer.
“Oho…” “Who is it?” Ananya lightly nudged his shoulder.
“Can you stop acting like a gossip reporter for one minute?” “I can’t.” “It’s a natural talent.” Everyone laughed.
Even Aarav chuckled.
“I don’t know his name.” “He didn’t tell me.” “He only asked me to let Vena know.” — A strange feeling settled in my chest.
Who could it be?
I hadn’t told anyone from home about today’s exhibition.
And there weren’t many people who even knew me well.
“Let’s go see,” Riya suggested.
“We’re coming too.” Kabir crossed his arms dramatically.
“Of course.” “We’re the official security team.” “You’ve promoted yourself again?” Ananya asked.
Kabir grinned.
“Someone has to.” — The five of us walked out of the exhibition hall together.
The afternoon sun had begun to soften.
Students filled the campus pathways, chatting as they headed home.
A cool breeze rustled the leaves of the old banyan trees.
Near the college entrance…
A familiar black sedan was parked beneath the shade.
I stopped.
That car…
It looked expensive.
Too expensive for anyone connected to me.
The rear door slowly opened.
A man in a neatly pressed black suit stepped out.
He appeared to be in his fifties.
His posture was straight.
His expression calm.
He walked toward us with measured steps.
— Kabir instinctively lowered his voice.
“Do you…
know him?” I slowly shook my head.
“No.” The man stopped a respectful distance away.
He looked directly at me.
“Miss Vena.” His voice was polite.
“Congratulations on your achievement today.” I blinked.
“…Thank you.” He gave a slight bow.
“My employer asked me to deliver something to you.” From inside his coat…
He carefully took out a small, elegant wooden box.
Dark walnut.
No logo.
No name.
Only a silver ribbon tied around it.
He held it out with both hands.
“This belongs to you.” — I didn’t reach for it immediately.
“My employer?” “Who is your employer?” The man smiled faintly.
“I’m afraid…” “I don’t have permission to answer that.” Kabir whispered, “Okay…” “Now this is getting mysterious.” Riya shot him a look.
“Quiet.” — I looked at the box once more.
“I can’t accept gifts from strangers.” The man didn’t seem offended.
“I understand.” “But my employer said…” “If Miss Vena refuses…” “Tell her to look at the bottom of the box.” He gently turned it over.
There…
Burned into the wood…
Was a tiny symbol.
Not a family crest.
Not a logo.
Just…
A single feather.
The moment I saw it…
A faint, forgotten memory flickered through my mind.
A rainy evening…
A voice I couldn’t remember…
And the same feather carved into an old wooden pendant.
I froze.
Where…
have I seen that before?
The man quietly asked, “Will you accept it now, Miss Vena?” I slowly extended my hand…
Then stopped.
“No.” The suited man looked at me quietly.
“I don’t think I should accept a gift…” “…when I don’t even know who sent it.” For a moment…
Neither of us spoke.
Then…
A gentle smile appeared on the man’s face.
“My employer expected that answer.” He lowered the wooden box.
“Then allow me to keep it until the right time.” I frowned.
“The right time?” He nodded.
“Yes.” “Some things become valuable…” “…only when the person receiving them is ready.” His words were strange.
But they didn’t feel threatening.
They felt…
Patient.
Kabir leaned closer to Riya and whispered, “I’ve officially stopped understanding what’s happening.” Riya whispered back, “You’re not the only one.” Ananya quietly stood beside Vena.
Without saying anything…
She gently touched Vena’s arm.
A silent question.
Are you okay?
I gave her a small nod.
“I’m fine.” The man placed the wooden box back inside his coat.
“Before I leave…” “My employer asked me to give you one message.” I looked at him.
“What message?” He spoke slowly.
“Your future will not change because someone protects you.” “It will change because of the choices you make.” The words struck me harder than I expected.
They weren’t instructions.
They weren’t a warning.
They felt…
Like advice.
The man gave one final respectful bow.
“Congratulations once again, Miss Vena.” “I hope your second chance…” “…brings you happiness.” My eyes widened slightly.
Second chance…?
Before I could ask another question…
He turned around.
Opened the car door.
And drove away.
The five of us stood there silently.
Kabir finally scratched his head.
“…Did that actually happen?” “I think so,” Ananya replied.
Riya looked at Vena.
“Do you know who he was talking about?” I slowly shook my head.
“No.” “I’ve never seen him before.” That part…
Was true.
At least…
I had never seen him.
Arther looked toward the road where the car had disappeared.
Something about the conversation bothered him.
The man hadn’t tried to force the gift.
He hadn’t threatened anyone.
He hadn’t asked for anything.
He had simply…
Delivered a message.
“Whoever sent him…” “Isn’t trying to control Vena.” “They’re waiting.” That was far more unsettling.
Kabir suddenly clapped his hands.
“Alright!” “My brain has reached its daily mystery limit.” “Can we please celebrate our victory with food?” Riya laughed.
“Finally.” “Something normal.” Ananya smiled.
“I was about to suggest the same thing.” Kabir looked at Vena hopefully.
“Champion’s treat?” I pretended to think for a moment.
“Hmm…” “One condition.” Kabir’s eyes lit up.
“Anything!” “You carry Ananya’s chart and our bags.” His smile disappeared instantly.
“…I should’ve negotiated first.” Everyone burst into laughter.
Even Arther smiled.
The heavy atmosphere disappeared.
For a little while…
The five friends walked toward a small café outside the college.
None of them noticed…
A security camera mounted above the college gate quietly recording them.
Far away…
Inside a control room…
The camera feed paused on one frame.
Five smiling friends walking together.
A hand reached toward the keyboard.
Then slowly zoomed in…
Not on Vena.
Not on Arther.
But on the space between them.
A calm voice said, “The connection has begun.” “Now let’s see…” “…who breaks it first.” None of us knew…
Someone had just watched us through a camera.
To us…
The day had finally become normal again.
“There’s a café just outside the east gate,” Kabir said excitedly.
“They make the best cold coffee.” Riya looked at him.
“You’ve said that about four different cafés.” “Because I conduct thorough research.” “By eating?” “Exactly.” Ananya laughed.
“I support this kind of research.” Five minutes later…
We reached a small café near the college.
It wasn’t fancy.
Just a cozy place with wooden tables, soft music, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
Several students from nearby colleges were already there.
Luckily…
A table near the window was empty.
Kabir rushed toward it.
“I claim this seat!” Riya sighed.
“You always have to win something.” “I have a reputation.” Everyone settled down.
Ananya placed the rolled chart carefully against the wall.
“I’m glad it survived.” Kabir looked at it seriously.
“It deserves its own chair.” “No,” Riya replied.
“It deserves a frame.” The table erupted with laughter again.
A waiter walked over with a notebook.
“What would you like to order?” Kabir answered immediately.
“One cold coffee.” He looked around.
“And…” “…whatever the champion is paying for.” I raised an eyebrow.
“So confident?” He smiled innocently.
“You promised us a treat.” “I promised a treat.” “I never said an unlimited budget.” Ananya covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.
After a few minutes of playful arguing…
Everyone finally ordered.
Vena – Lemon iced tea Arther – Black coffee Riya – Cappuccino Ananya – Chocolate milkshake Kabir – Cold coffee…
and a grilled sandwich.
Riya looked at him.
“You ordered food too?” Kabir nodded proudly.
“I need energy.” “For what?” “Celebrating.” While waiting for the order…
Kabir leaned back in his chair.
“You know…” “I’ve been wondering something.” Everyone looked at him.
He pointed toward Vena.
“How do you answer questions so calmly?” “If someone asked me in front of all those judges…” “I’d probably forget my own name.” I smiled.
“I wasn’t calm.” “I was nervous.” “You didn’t look nervous.” “I was just trying not to show it.” Arther quietly added, “Confidence isn’t about not being nervous.” “It’s about continuing despite being nervous.” The table fell silent for a second.
Kabir nodded slowly.
“…I’m writing that down.” Riya smirked.
“You don’t even have a notebook.” “I’ll borrow yours.” “No.” The waiter returned with their drinks.
As he placed the black coffee in front of Arther…
He accidentally bumped the edge of the tray.
The cup tilted.
Hot coffee splashed across the table.
It was about to spill directly onto Ananya’s project folder.
Without thinking…
Vena quickly grabbed the folder.
At the same moment…
Arther caught the falling cup before it hit the floor.
Everything happened within a second.
The waiter froze.
“I-I’m so sorry!” Ananya looked at the folder in Vena’s hands.
Then at the cup safely held by Arther.
She let out a relieved sigh.
“Our project…” “It would’ve been ruined.” Kabir blinked.
“…Did both of you just react at exactly the same time?” For a brief second…
Vena and Arther looked at each other.
Then both smiled awkwardly.
“It was just good timing,” Vena said.
Arther simply nodded.
“…Probably.” Neither of them noticed…
Kabir quietly smiling to himself.
“These two…” “They’re becoming surprisingly synchronized.” Kabir hid his smile behind the menu card.
Riya noticed immediately.
“What are you smiling about?” “Nothing.” “You only smile like that when you’re planning something.” “I feel attacked.” “You should.” Everyone laughed.
The waiter apologized once again.
“I’m really sorry.” Arther placed the coffee cup back on the table.
“It’s alright.” “No one got hurt.” Ananya smiled kindly.
“And our project is safe.” The waiter sighed in relief.
“Thank you for understanding.” After thanking us once more…
He walked away.
Kabir took a bite of his sandwich.
Then suddenly looked at everyone.
“I have an announcement.” Riya didn’t even look up.
“I’m already worried.” Kabir ignored her.
“We’ve officially become friends.” Ananya blinked.
“Weren’t we already?” “No.” “Before today…” “We were classmates.” “Today…” “We’re friends.” The table became unexpectedly quiet.
I looked around.
Kabir was smiling.
Riya had stopped teasing him.
Ananya looked thoughtful.
Even Arther quietly listened.
Kabir scratched the back of his head.
“I know I joke a lot…” “But…” “I’m actually serious.” “We’ve worked together.” “We’ve helped each other.” “And today…” “We celebrated together.” “So…” “I don’t want this to end after the exhibition.” His voice was softer than usual.
More sincere.
Ananya smiled first.
“I’d like that.” Riya nodded.
“Me too.” She looked toward me.
“What about you?” A month ago…
If someone had asked me that question…
I probably wouldn’t have known how to answer.
But today…
The answer came naturally.
“I’d like us to stay friends too.” A warm smile spread across Kabir’s face.
“See?” “I knew I was a genius.” Riya laughed.
“Let’s not go that far.” Everyone’s eyes turned toward the last person.
Arther.
He looked at the four of us for a moment.
Then quietly said, “…Friends help each other move forward.” “If that’s what this group becomes…” “I’m glad to be part of it.” Kabir immediately reached across the table.
“Then it’s decided.” “No matter how busy we get…” “We’ll still meet.” “At least once every month.” Riya smiled.
“Once a month?” “That’s manageable.” Ananya nodded.
“It’s a promise.” Without thinking…
The five of us placed one hand in the center of the table.
One after another.
Kabir.
Riya.
Ananya.
Me.
Finally…
Arther.
Kabir grinned.
“No breaking the promise.” “No excuses.” “Deal?” “Deal,” everyone answered together.
At the café counter…
An elderly owner had been quietly watching them.
He smiled to himself.
His young assistant asked, “Sir?” “What are you smiling at?” The old man looked toward the five students.
“You see that table?” The assistant nodded.
“They’re laughing a lot.” The owner smiled warmly.
“No…” “They’re making memories.” “Years from now…” “They won’t remember what they ordered today.” “They’ll remember…” “…how they felt sitting together.” The assistant looked back at the group.
For some reason…
He smiled too.
Outside…
The evening sky had begun turning golden.
The five friends stepped out of the café together.
Kabir stretched his arms.
“Now…” “Who’s ready for a long walk to the bus stop?” Riya looked at him.
“It’s barely five minutes away.” “For me…” “That’s a long walk.” Ananya laughed.
“You really are hopeless.” “I prefer the word ‘unique.'” The group continued walking…
Talking about classes…
Teachers…
And the funny moments from the exhibition.
For once…
No mysteries.
No hidden messages.
No secret organizations.
Just…
Five ordinary college friends…
Enjoying an ordinary evening.
And somehow…
That ordinary moment…
Felt more precious than anything extraordinary.
We had almost reached the bus stop.
The streets were crowded with students returning home.
Some were laughing.
Others were discussing the exhibition results.
Kabir suddenly looked up at the sky.
“…Uh-oh.” Ananya followed his gaze.
Dark clouds had quietly gathered overhead.
“The weather forecast didn’t mention rain.” Kabir smiled confidently.
“I’ll predict it.” “It won’t rain.” The moment he finished speaking…
Drip.
A single raindrop landed on his forehead.
Riya burst into laughter.
“Your prediction lasted exactly one second.” Within moments…
The light drizzle turned into steady rain.
Students hurried toward nearby shops and bus shelters.
“Oh no!” Ananya quickly covered the project folder inside her bag.
“My notes!” Kabir held his sandwich wrapper over his head.
“This is all I have!” Riya looked at him in disbelief.
“That’s your umbrella?” “It has emotional value.” I couldn’t stop laughing.
For the first time…
Rain didn’t remind me of painful memories.
It simply felt…
Refreshing.
“Come on!” Arther pointed toward a small tea stall with a tin roof.
“We can wait there.” The five of us ran through the rain.
By the time we reached the shelter…
Everyone was slightly soaked.
Kabir looked at his sleeves dramatically.
“I’ve officially become soup.” Ananya laughed.
“I’ve never heard anyone describe themselves like that.” “It’s accurate.” The tea stall owner smiled warmly.
“Bad timing?” Kabir nodded.
“The worst.” The owner chuckled.
“It’ll pass.” “It always does.” The rain fell steadily outside.
Cars splashed through puddles.
People stood shoulder to shoulder beneath the small roof.
The air smelled of wet earth and freshly brewed tea.
It was strangely peaceful.
The owner placed a kettle on the stove.
“Five cups of tea?” Kabir immediately raised his hand.
“Yes, please!” Riya looked at him.
“You didn’t even ask us.” “I know my friends.” Ananya smiled.
“He’s right this time.” A few minutes later…
Five steaming paper cups rested on the counter.
I wrapped both hands around mine.
The warmth felt comforting.
Kabir lifted his cup.
“I have another announcement.” Riya sighed.
“Here we go.” “I propose…” “That after every successful exam…” “Every successful project…” “And every successful life event…” “We celebrate.” Ananya laughed.
“You’re just looking for excuses to eat.” “I prefer the word ‘tradition.'” I looked at everyone around me.
The laughter.
The teasing.
The warmth.
In my previous life…
I had gone through college without moments like these.
I had convinced myself…
That I didn’t need friends.
Now…
I realized something.
I hadn’t avoided friendship because I was strong.
I had avoided it…
Because I was afraid of getting hurt.
The rain slowly became lighter.
As we prepared to leave…
The tea stall owner smiled.
“You young people…” “Take lots of pictures.” “Meet often.” “Life becomes busy faster than you expect.” Kabir grinned.
“We’ll remember that.” Just then…
A city bus pulled up beside the stop.
“This is mine,” Riya said.
“So is mine,” Ananya added.
The three girls climbed aboard together.
Kabir waved dramatically from the door.
“Don’t forget our monthly meeting!” “We won’t!” everyone replied.
The bus doors closed.
As it pulled away…
I looked through the rain-speckled window.
Arther stood on the roadside.
He gave a small wave.
I smiled and waved back.
Neither of us realized…
That someone sitting in a parked car across the street…
Had quietly captured that moment with a camera.
The photograph showed nothing unusual.
Just…
A boy and a girl smiling as they said goodbye.
But to the person holding the camera…
It meant something entirely different.
He looked at the image…
Then murmured, “So…” “The story has finally begun to change.” The next morning…
The rain had washed the entire city clean.
Sunlight reflected from the wet roads as students slowly entered the college campus.
The exhibition was over.
Everything should have returned to normal.
At least…
That’s what I thought.
As soon as I entered the classroom…
I noticed something unusual.
Several classmates looked in my direction.
Some smiled.
Some whispered to each other.
A few even greeted me first.
“Morning, Vena.” “Congratulations!” “You did great yesterday.” I smiled politely.
“Thank you.” After they turned away…
I quietly sat in my usual seat.
“…Why is everyone acting differently?” Kabir walked into the classroom carrying two samosas.
He looked around dramatically.
“Oh…” “The celebrity has arrived.” I sighed.
“Not you too.” He placed one samosa on my desk.
“Victory breakfast.” “I bought an extra one.” I looked at him.
“You actually bought it for me?” He grinned.
“No.” “I bought two for myself.” “But then I remembered friends are supposed to share.” Riya entered just in time to hear him.
“That’s probably the nicest thing you’ve ever said.” Kabir proudly puffed out his chest.
“I’m growing as a person.” The classroom slowly filled.
Students chatted about yesterday’s exhibition.
One group discussed the science challenge.
Another argued over which department had the best project.
Everything felt…
Lively.
Just then…
A girl from another section stopped beside Vena’s desk.
“Excuse me…” She looked slightly nervous.
“You’re Vena, right?” “Yes.” She smiled.
“My younger brother was the student you helped yesterday.” “The display stand almost fell on him.” I immediately remembered.
“Is he alright?” “Yes.” “He wouldn’t stop talking about how a senior saved him.” She held out a small chocolate.
“He wanted me to give this to you.” “For saying thank you.” I looked at the chocolate for a moment.
Then smiled warmly.
“Please tell him…” “He doesn’t have to thank me.” “I’m just glad he’s okay.” The girl nodded happily.
“I will.” She waved goodbye and left.
Kabir quietly leaned toward Riya.
“…See?” “Now she’s getting fan gifts.” Riya laughed.
“It’s one chocolate.” “Today it’s one.” “Tomorrow it’ll be a bakery.” Ananya joined in.
“Then Kabir will definitely become her manager.” “I accept the position.” Everyone laughed again.
Even I couldn’t stop smiling.
The classroom door suddenly opened.
Professor Mehta entered carrying a stack of papers.
“Good morning, everyone.” “Good morning, sir.” He placed the papers on the desk.
“Before we begin today’s lecture…” “I have one announcement.” The room fell silent.
Professor Mehta adjusted his glasses.
“Yesterday’s exhibition received excellent feedback.” “So…” “The college management has decided to nominate one student…” “…to represent our college at the Inter-College Science Symposium next month.” The entire class erupted into whispers.
“A symposium?” “That’s a much bigger event.” “I’ve heard colleges from across the state participate.” Kabir slowly turned toward Vena.
Then smiled.
“I have a feeling…” “…this announcement is about to make someone’s life much busier.” Professor Mehta unfolded the nomination letter.
“My recommendation has already been sent.” He looked up.
His eyes stopped on Vena.
“…And I’m pleased to inform you…” “…that the selected student is…” The entire classroom became silent.
I unconsciously tightened my grip on my notebook.
Professor Mehta smiled.
“Vena.” For a second…
I wasn’t sure I had heard correctly.
“…Me?” Professor Mehta nodded.
“Yes.” “Yesterday, you represented the department with confidence.” “You answered difficult questions with clarity.” “And most importantly…” “You helped another student without thinking about yourself.” “The faculty unanimously agreed on the recommendation.” Before I could respond…
Kabir started clapping enthusiastically.
The rest of the class quickly joined in.
“Congratulations!” “Well deserved!” “You’ll represent our college!” Heat rushed to my cheeks.
“Thank you…” “I’ll do my best.” Professor Mehta handed me a sealed envelope.
“This contains the symposium schedule.” “You don’t need to decide immediately.” “Discuss it with your family.” “If you accept…” “You’ll represent our college next month.” I accepted the envelope carefully.
“I understand, sir.” The lecture began soon afterward.
But…
I barely heard a word.
I kept looking at the envelope inside my bag.
In my previous life…
No teacher had ever trusted me with something like this.
Now…
Someone believed I could represent an entire college.
It felt unreal.
The bell rang.
Students began leaving the classroom.
Kabir immediately walked over.
“Madam Representative.” “When you become famous…” “Don’t forget us.” Riya laughed.
“She hasn’t even accepted yet.” “I already have faith.” Ananya smiled.
“And we’ll help you prepare if you do.” I looked at the three of them.
“…Thank you.” Arther quietly packed his books.
As everyone started walking out…
He stopped beside Vena.
“If you decide to participate…” “I think you should.” I looked at him.
“You really think so?” He nodded.
“Not because you’ll win.” “But because…” “You’ll regret it later if fear makes the decision for you.” His words were simple.
Yet…
They stayed with me.
As the group walked toward the college gate…
Kabir suddenly stopped.
“Wait.” “I almost forgot.” He reached into his backpack.
“I had the exhibition photo printed this morning.” He carefully took out a glossy photograph.
The five of them stood together.
Smiling.
Laughing.
Looking completely carefree.
Ananya smiled brightly.
“I love it.” Riya nodded.
“We should all keep a copy.” Kabir handed one to each of them.
“This is our first group photo.” “There’ll be many more.” I looked at the picture quietly.
Then slipped it inside my notebook.
“I’ll keep it safe.” Across the road…
A black SUV stood parked with its engine off.
Inside…
A middle-aged man looked through the windshield.
His assistant asked, “Sir…” “Is that the girl?” The man didn’t answer immediately.
He watched Vena laughing with her friends.
Then he smiled faintly.
“No.” He looked toward Arther.
“She’s not the one I came to see.” “The boy beside her is.” The assistant frowned.
“Should we approach him?” The man slowly shook his head.
“Not yet.” “Some people…” “…reveal who they truly are…” “…only when the people they care about are in danger.” The SUV quietly drove away.
Neither Vena…
Nor Arther…
Noticed it.
But somewhere…
The calm days of ordinary college life…
Were beginning to come to an end.
Sometimes it’s remembered because of the people standing beside you.
Chapter 16 wasn’t about defeating an enemy.
It was about something Vena never had in her previous life…
Friends.
For the first time, she laughed without fear, celebrated without pretending, and realized that happiness becomes more meaningful when it’s shared.
But every new bond brings a new responsibility.
The stronger those bonds become…
The more they can change a person’s destiny.
Will these friendships remain strong when life becomes difficult?
Or…
Will the future test them in ways they never imagined?
Only time will tell.
See you in Chapter 17.
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