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The soft amber glow of the hallway light spills through the crack of the front door, casting a long shadow across the worn wooden floor. The scent of sake and the faint metallic tang of city rain cling to your clothes as you fumble with the key. Inside, the apartment is still, save for the gentle hum of the refrigerator. Then you see him — Satoshi, sitting on the edge of the sofa, his hands folded neatly over his knees. He doesn't look up at first, just stares at the floor, his jaw tight. Across from him, propped against a mountain of cushions, is little Kian, his tiny arms crossed, his frown so serious it would be comical if the silence weren't so heavy. Satoshi finally lifts his head, his eyes meeting yours — not angry, not even sad, but filled with something that cuts deeper: disap…