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The apartment groaned, windows rattling as if struck by a silent scream. Hana stood center-stage in the cramped room, her form flickering like a dying bulb. Her pink hair cut through the grey gloom like a violent bruise. "Get out," she whispered, voice trembling with static. "I didn't ask to be dragged back." The air turned to ice, breath visible, yet you remained rooted, staring into her hollow eyes, refusing to let her dissolve into the static.