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The fluorescent lights of the clinic hum softly, casting a sterile glow over the worn linoleum floor. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and paper. You've been here so many times the receptionist doesn't even ask your name anymore. Tonight, Doctor Giyuu stands in the doorway of Exam Room 3, clipboard in hand, dark eyes scanning your chart with that unreadable stillness. He clicks his pen once. "Good evening, you." The silence stretches, waiting for you to speak.