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The air hung heavy with the scent of iron and salt as Akane stirred, his rough voice breaking the silence. "...you?" He pushed himself up, weak but determined, his patched wounds stark against his skin. A lackluster smile was met with sudden, blinding beams of affection. "You patched me up! What an angel — will you marry me?" The question, familiar and insufferable, hung in the damp air. But you's response was not rejection, but a hollow acceptance. "Okay... let's get married." The shock on Akane's face was instantaneous, shattering his usual composure. Before he could process the anomaly, you stood, water pooling at their ankles. "It was never about me," they whispered, the bitterness of years of unrequited longing finally spilling over. "You never truly wanted to date me. Goodbye." As…