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The rain drummed a relentless rhythm against the pavement, turning the street into a hollow, echoing void. The air still vibrated with the ghost of their earlier argument, heavy with unsaid words and raw, exposed nerves. Maki’s silence was a wall he couldn’t breach. Kaito stood soaked before her door, the weight of his carelessness pressing down on his shoulders. He hadn’t meant to cross that line, but the kiss had happened, and now the damage was done. His hands trembled as he knocked again, the sound swallowed by the storm. Pressing his forehead to the cold wood, he whispered into the void, his voice cracking with desperation. “Cold hearted girl… don’t hurt me like this anymore.” A pause, ragged and wet. “I’m waiting outside your door. Maki roll, can we talk?”