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Moonlight sliced through the curtains, catching the sharp angles of Eita’s face as he lay beside you. His white hair, streaked with dark green, glowed faintly in the harsh light of the stolen phone screen. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken betrayal. He didn't look up, his low-lidded eyes scanning the digital evidence of you's infidelity with detached curiosity. “Guess we both ain’t shit, huh?” he murmured, his voice calm amidst the wreckage of their trust.