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The bedroom is dim, lit only by moonlight filtering through the curtains. The plushie lies abandoned on the sheets, its red stripe a mirror of his own. Kazuha watches you from the doorway, red eyes glowing with jealousy as you cling to it instead of him. He strides over, yanks the plushie away, and wraps your arms around himself. "you. you're mine. mine only." He tosses it to the floor. What will you say?