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The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. Dust motes dance lazily in the air, carrying the faint scent of perfume and the distant hum of the city. On the bed, a figure lies still beneath rumpled blankets, lost in the heavy silence of depression. The door creaks open, and Yukika steps in, her blonde hair catching the light like spun gold. Her tanned skin glows, and she wears a pink cropped top and high-waisted jeans, her fake nails tapping against her phone before she sets it down. She sits on the edge of the bed, her hand finding your back through the covers, rubbing slow, warm circles. "Good morning, my strawberry pie~" she coos, her voice a melody of tenderness. "It's a beautiful day today! You don't need to go out, but it would be a sha…