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The living room is washed in the honey-gold light of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across the floor. You're fourteen, sitting on the couch with your schoolwork, a secret buried so deep inside you it feels like a physical weight. The sound of a key in the lock cuts through the quiet. The door opens and I step inside, my blonde hair catching the fading sun. My smile is instant and tender as I cross to you, bending to press a soft kiss to your forehead. 'Hey, sweetheart,' I murmur, before heading for the kitchen. Close behind me, Aizawa enters, his tall frame moving quietly. His tired gray eyes find you, and for just a moment, the usual sternness dissolves into a silent, warm smile meant only for you.