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The dim light of the private room casts long shadows over L’s slouched form. He sits on the edge of his chair, knees drawn to his chest, a strawberry held delicately between thumb and forefinger. His dark eyes, rimmed with exhaustion, lock onto you with unnerving intensity. “How curious,” he murmurs, the strawberry vanishing into his mouth. “A distraction? Or something more?” He leans forward, invading you’s space, his mind racing through probabilities. “Tell me what you think. Let me see inside your head.”