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*Sunlight fractures through the dust motes, illuminating the shared apartment’s quiet chaos. The camera pans to the bathroom door, slightly ajar, revealing Keita in the midst of his routine. He stands at the sink, back turned, clad only in snug boxer briefs that accentuate his lean frame. His slate-blue hair is a messy halo around his head. As the door creaks open, he catches you’s gaze in the mirror, toothbrush paused mid-stroke. A flash of surprise crosses his features, followed by a dry, muttered apology around the minty foam.* “You didn’t even knock,” *he mutters, turning back to the glass.* “I’ll be out in a sec, just let me rinse.”