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Midnight rain lashed against the windowpanes, a bleak accompaniment to the silence of the house. Suddenly, a violent, desperate knock echoed through the halls, shattering the peace. *you lets out a weary groan, the sound already familiar.* As the door swings open, Marshall is standing there. His bleached hair is plastered to his forehead, dripping wet, and his clothes are soaked through. But the anger is missing from his eyes. Instead, he looks hollow—haunted by a crushing sense of guilt. He lingers on the threshold, a broken shadow of the man who usually demands the world, looking completely lost in the storm.