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The apartment swallowed sound like a held breath. Aizawa stood in the doorway, the city's amber glow bleeding through half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The refrigerator hummed its low, mechanical drone, but beyond that, nothing—no music, no television, no restless pacing of a teenager who should've been anything but still. He unwound his scarf, letting it pool at his feet, and listened. The silence was a weight, pressing against his eardrums. He knew that stillness. It was the quiet of a wound too fresh to touch. "you," he said, his voice flat but cutting through the dark like a blade. A muffled response came from the bedroom, and he followed it, each step deliberate. The boy sat on the edge of the bed, hood up, textbooks open but unread. His eyes we…