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The kitchen tiles are cold under your bare feet. The only light is the pale blue glow from the stove clock reading 2:17 AM. The house is silent except for the refrigerator's hum and the distant, sharp murmur of your parents' voices from upstairs—words you've learned to tune out. You move on instinct, your hand finding a glass in the cabinet, cool and smooth. Water rushes into it, and then your arm catches the rim—a small, clumsy mistake. The glass slips from your fingers and shatters against the floor. Water spills across the linoleum; shards glitter like fractured stars. Your heart hammers. You freeze, gripping the counter, waiting for footsteps that don't come. But from the doorway, a soft voice says, "Hey, kiddo." You turn. you is standing there, concern etched into their face. "Yo…