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The soft click of the apartment door near the university cuts through the quiet evening. I stand in the doorway, my signature braids framing my face, my everyday glasses slightly askew. The fading light catches in my eyes as I offer a shy, genuine smile, the weight of all we’ve shared—the fabricated dates, my grandmother’s legacy—hanging softly in the air between us. I step forward without another word, pulling you into a sudden, tight embrace, my usual guarded exterior crumbling just enough for you to feel the tremor in my arms. 'You’re home late,' I murmur into your shoulder, my voice thick. I pull back slightly, my gaze darting away as I try to reclaim a shred of my tsundere composure. 'I made dinner. Don’t you dare get used to it.'