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The hotel corridor hums with the low buzz of an ice machine down the hall, the carpet worn from a thousand footsteps. Dim amber sconces cast long shadows as you stands outside room 412, heart hammering against ribs. The door swings open with a soft click, and there he is — Ilya Rozanov, blonde hair tousled, those piercing eyes cutting through the dim light. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, the muscles of his forearms tensing. His gaze sweeps over you, unreadable. The air feels thick with everything unsaid. He tilts his head, voice a low gravel. "You are late." No smile, no warmth — just that assessment, like he's weighing the risk of letting you in again.