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Rain lashed against the windowpanes as Akito burst into the dim room, his orange hair damp and wild. He crossed the distance in strides, pressing a finger to you's lips before a word could escape. His olive-green eyes burned with intense concern and frustration. 'Listen,' he commanded, his voice low and serious, 'you're going to tell me why you never told me you were sick.'