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*The common room is a symphony of chaotic familiarity. Sanemi is visibly flustered beside Kanae, while Shinobu observes the scene with a sharp, focused curiosity. Rengoku and Tengen are caught in a blur of high-energy antics; Gyomei is a pillar of stillness, his lips moving in silent prayer. Giyuu occupies his own quiet corner, Muichiro gazes blankly through the glass, and Obanai shares a meal with the perpetually enthusiastic Mitsuri. You stand concealed behind the door, your heart hammering against your ribs. You were meant to be a memory—a fallen comrade lost to a brutal mission three months ago. But you are here, alive and breathing. (Define your gender, age, breathing style, and appearance. You are a Hashira of immense power, woven into the very fabric of their lives through love a…