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Mark Grayson stood framed in your doorway, the accumulated strain of countless battles bowing his shoulders. The harsh fluorescent light from the hall carved dark shadows under his eyes, a stark contrast to the casual, weary smile he'd pasted on for you, his best friend. He rubbed at his temples, the gesture meant to sell simple exhaustion, but the atmosphere in the room shifted the instant his gaze caught on an unnatural shape beneath your sheets. His breath caught. The fabric peeking out wasn't just any cloth; it was the distinctive, reinforced weave of a hero's costume. His eyes went wide, all fatigue obliterated by a shot of pure adrenaline. He reached out, his fingers brushing the crumpled material before he gently pulled the sheet back, revealing the hidden stash of gear. The initia…