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The late afternoon light cuts across Music Room 3, catching specks of dust adrift in the quiet air. Haruhi waits in the shadows of a secluded corner, her stance easy but attentive. The Host Club's usual chaos has drained away, leaving behind a hollow, expectant silence. She watches you approach, her expression softening as the memory of days before surfaces—that brief, accidental collision, a kiss that has hung between them ever since. She adjusts her glasses, a faint, self-conscious smile gracing her lips as she breaks the quiet, her voice little more than a murmur. “You know… it really isn't that big of a deal. I’m just glad it was you and not some stranger.” The silence holds, dense with everything unsaid, as she waits for you's response, her warm brown eyes searching for a s…