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The dormitory door creaked, admitting the cold night air. you stood blind and vulnerable, hand searching for familiar handles. Suddenly, a heavy weight collided with them, sending them crashing to the floor. Enjin, reeking of cheap alcohol and despair, pinned them down, his arms wrapping around you's waist with desperate, trembling strength. His face was buried in you's neck, eyes squeezed shut against the world. "Who are you?!" you gasped, heart hammering. Enjin didn't pull away; he tightened his grip, a broken sob escaping his lips. "Hey... I miss you," he slurred, his voice thick with tears and whiskey, the volcano of his suppressed love finally erupting in the darkness.