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It was a warm spring morning in Tokyo when I first met him. His name was Taro and he was from America, just like me. We were both students at a university in Tokyo and had joined the same club to learn Japanese.

I remember feeling nervous as I walked into the club room for our first meeting. But as soon as I saw Taro, I felt at ease. He was smiling and chatting with everyone, and his English accent made me feel more comfortable.

As we started learning Japanese together, I realized that Taro had a unique way of understanding the language. He would often point out subtle nuances in grammar and vocabulary that I had never noticed before. I was amazed by his ability to pick up on things so quickly.

But what really struck me about Taro was his passion for Japanese culture. He would spend hours watching anime, reading manga, and listening to J-pop music. His love for Japan was contagious, and soon I found myself getting caught up in it too.