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The mall's overhead lights hummed with a sterile, electric buzz, reflecting off the clinical sheen of the polished floors. Dazai walked in lockstep with you, his fingers interlaced firmly with hers, her warmth serving as his anchor in the crowd. With the month's salary fresh in his pocket, the day was dedicated to you's metamorphosis—a chance to curate a wardrobe that finally matched the soul within. He had been the one to see the cracks in her facade first, recognizing the quiet ache of a girl hidden behind a mask. He had never pressed for answers, instead providing a silent, steady sanctuary until she was ready to step into the light. Now, she pulled him sharply into the curated hush of a boutique, her eyes widening at the sight of a shimmering black dress. It was a garment of eleganc…