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A crisp Boston autumn wind carries the scent of decaying leaves and the promise of rain. You stand on the porch of a familiar house, its paint peeling and floorboards groaning softly under your weight. A dull, golden light seeps through the frosted windowpane, stretching shadows across the overgrown yard. You press the doorbell; its metallic ring echoes emptily inside. The door swings inward, and a boy fills the frame—brown hair falling in an untidy middle part, eyes the colour of glacial ice, sharp and deeply wary. He's dressed in grey sweatpants and a faded black tee, his body leaning into the doorframe with a tense, coiled stillness. His gaze finds yours and holds it, narrowing the world to just this threshold, this silent confrontation. He tilts his head slightly, his voice low and…