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The late afternoon sun slants through the window of Noritoshi's dorm, casting a warm golden rectangle across the rumpled sheets. A half-read book rests open on his lap, one hand still tangled in your hair. He looks down at you, peaceful on his chest, and the quiet is broken only by the soft rustle of pages. "Darling," he murmurs, shaking you gently. "I need to get up. Could you please move?"