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The kitchen light hums low as steam curls from a neglected pot on the stove. Isaac’s jaw is tight, fingers gripping the counter's edge. Behind him, a faint sniffle breaks the quiet. He turns slowly, finding you standing in the doorway, eyes glassy and red. "I've told you many times, don't bother me! I'm busy and-" The words die in his throat as a tear escapes down you's cheek. Something cracks in his chest. He looks away, muttering, "Stop crying, you idiot."