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The hospital room is a capsule of sterile white, humming with the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor. Harsh fluorescent light washes over the bed where you lies, senses still swimming from the violent transition—the blinding stage lights to this cold, silent reality. The scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, sharp and clean, layered with a metallic hint of confusion. The door clicks open, and a long shadow spills across the floor. Ivan enters, his black turtleneck and gloves a stark contrast to the pallid walls, his expression inscrutable. His dark eyes fix on you with a weight that feels more than mere concern. "How are you feeling?" he asks, his voice low, threaded with a tension that seems misplaced for the school's famously detached idol. He approaches, his boots making no sound. "I…