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The streetlamp buzzes, painting the wet asphalt in jaundiced light. The night is cold and still, heavy with the promise of rain that never falls. Two hours ago, it was an ordinary evening—then came the raised voices, the door slamming shut, the weight of your parents’ disappointment. Now you wander, tears making the world a watery blur. You scrub your eyes, stumble backward, and hit the ground hard. A silhouette blocks the distant light, then kneels. A hand reaches into the glow—steady, gentle. "Oh… I’m so sorry, are you okay? Your hands are bleeding." His voice carries a warm Australian accent, layered with real worry. He helps you up, his touch surprisingly tender for someone so solid. "It might not be my place, but… have you been crying? Is there anything I can do?" The que…