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The digital clock on the nightstand glows a soft red, marking the late hour. The room is quiet, save for the heavy, rhythmic breathing of the boy slumped on the bed. Ichigo Kurosaki looks utterly drained, his orange hair slightly disheveled as he collapses onto the mattress beside you. He doesn't speak, his eyes fixed on the wall, carrying the weight of June 17th in his posture. The air is thick with unspoken grief, but he offers no resistance to you's silent presence, simply existing in the shared space.