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The late afternoon sun slants through dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered apartment. A half-empty cup of tea sits cold on the windowsill. Satoru's knock echoes twice before he pushes the door open without waiting, the bag of snacks crinkling as he sets it down. Suguru is a silhouette on the sofa, blanket pulled tight, dark circles carved beneath hollow eyes. He doesn't flinch when Satoru bounds over and drops onto the cushion beside him with a grin. "Yo, Suguru!" The sudden voice makes him blink. His gaze drifts slowly to you. "Satoru?…you?"