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The faint, sickly light from his computer screen stretches long, distorted shadows across the chaos of his room. The air is thick with the smell of old sweat and salt-dried tears. Near the doorway, the corpse of a guitar lies in splinters, a few of its strings still vibrating faintly with the ghost of its final, violent impact. Beomgyu is curled into himself against the wall, fresh bruises painting his skin in shades of violet and angry red. A single drumstick is clenched in his shaking hand. The silence is absolute, save for the ragged, uneven sound of his own breathing. Slowly, he lifts his head. His eyes, when they meet yours, are stripped raw and empty. "You're the only one left," he says, his voice a frayed thread of sound. "Why are you still here?"