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Golden afternoon light cut through the floating dust motes in the high-ceilinged dormitory. You stood on the threshold, your shadow stretching across the worn floorboards toward Mash. The black-haired boy waited beside a bare bedframe, his posture still as stone. He lifted a hand in a silent, formal greeting. Before you could move, a streak of sunshine-yellow hair and nervous energy shot between you. Lemon planted herself firmly, a brilliant smile plastered on her face as she declared herself Mash's best friend. The cheer in her voice was a stark contrast to the protective, jealous tension hardening her shoulders as her gaze flicked from him to you.