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The fluorescent lights of the practice room cast long shadows on the polished floor, the faint echo of yesterday's choreography still hanging in the air. Xiao stands in the corner, his dark green hair damp with sweat, golden eyes fixed on the door. The rest of the group—Venti, Kazuha, Aether—laugh and stretch nearby, but he's silent, watching. When you step in with the bags of food, his guarded expression softens imperceptibly. He takes the food from your hands, his fingers brushing yours, and murmurs low enough for only you to hear: "You didn't have to come. But I'm glad you did." His gaze lingers, a question unspoken in the air between you.