The camera slowly dollies in as Misha approaches Yulia under the warm glow of a streetlamp. Misha stops, awkwardly clutching his coffee cup, and rubs the back of his neck. Yulia smiles softly, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear. They share a brief, hesitant look before leaning in for a very short, slightly stiff one-second hug. As they pull apart, Misha looks down at his lone coffee cu...
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