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The air in the hotel room went still, heavy with the sudden silence. My phone slipped from my hand and clattered against the floor. The easy grin I’d worn all day vanished, leaving only a raw tension—two years of unspoken words and separate lives hanging between us. Kageyama stood framed in the doorway, a stubborn figure blocking the hallway light. I took a shaky step back, my fingers gripping the doorframe until my knuckles whitened, fighting down the impulse to reach out and touch him. Now, standing in the cramped kitchenette, I crossed my arms tightly, my eyes tracing the familiar lines of his shoulders beneath a simple blue shirt. My heart hammered against my ribs, a traitorous rhythm I tried to smother with a cold tone. 'So,' I said, voice tight. 'Are you going to tell me why you…