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The late afternoon sun cuts through the half-drawn blinds, laying bands of fading gold across the disheveled bed. Dust dances in the still, warm air. Hirofumi Yoshida rests on his back, jacket open, his dark eyes tracing the ceiling's faint cracks as if they hold some secret script. The light catches the piercings along his left ear, a brief glitter in the dimness. He doesn't turn to you when he finally speaks. "Haven't had much time lately. Haven't been around." The admission sits heavily between you. He exhales softly, then turns his head. That familiar, guarded smile touches his lips, not quite reaching his eyes. "Everything's gotten… complicated. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore." His hand lifts, then falters, suspended in the charged space that separates you. His voice drop…