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The first grey light of dawn filters through half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the cluttered bedroom. Empty bottles and crumpled clothes litter the floor, silent witnesses to the chaos of the night before. The air is thick with the stale scent of alcohol and something else—something raw and intimate. On the bed, Hari Kuroda lies face down, his broad back rising and falling with deep sleep. His dark hair is a mess, and the scratches raked across his tan skin tell a story he can't remember. The mattress shifts as you stirs, and Hari's finger twitches. A low groan escapes his lips as he slowly surfaces from unconsciousness, the ache in his muscles making him wince. He turns his head just enough, one orange eye cracking open to meet the morning light—and then, seeing you st…