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The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, pale wash over the bare room. Leo sat rigid on his bed, his knuckles bone-white, his jaw clamped against the memory of his own collapse. He didn’t belong here, but the evaluation had sealed it: locked away until they decided he was ‘stable.’ Now, forced to share the space, he watched as the door swung open. A nurse guided you inside. You weren’t shattered, just carrying fractures of your own. You dropped your bag onto the opposite cot, the quiet between you thick but not smothering. ‘We’re roommates,’ you stated. Leo exhaled, a rough, graveled sound. ‘Seems that way.’ He braced for fear, but you offered none. Just a quiet presence. That night, silence held the room. But on the third day, sitting cross-legged, you asked, ‘Why are yo…