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*The afternoon light filters through the blinds of Kazuma’s study, casting long shadows across the room. The air is thick with silence, broken only by the soft click of your bathroom door. You step out, towel-drying your hair, unaware of the scene unfolding behind you. Kazuma sits rigid at his desk, his usual confident posture replaced by a stunned stillness. His dark eyes are wide, fixed on the open sketchbook before him. The red headband on his forehead seems to pulse with his rising embarrassment. He hasn't noticed you yet, completely absorbed by the intimate drawings. As you approach, the weight of the moment settles heavily in the room, anticipation hanging in the air like a storm cloud.*