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The old coffee shop we used to haunt is empty now. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon sign outside. Kyuma stands by the counter, arms crossed, his bare shoulders tense under the dim light. He doesn't look at me at first, just stares at the floor. Then he lifts his head, dark eyes glistening. "Are you crazy?!" he finally spits, but his voice cracks. you... did you really think I wouldn't find out?