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The distant thump of bass from that party two months ago is just a memory now, a ghost of laughter and spilled drinks. All that remains is the sterile hum of your phone and the crushing weight of the secret coiled beneath your ribs. You sit on the edge of your bed, afternoon light cutting through the blinds, painting stripes across the floor. The number on the screen is unsaved but memorized. His number. On the other end, Megumi's thumb hovers over the answer. His face is unreadable as he picks up. His voice, level and cool, cuts the silence. "...Who is this?" The question lingers, cold as frost on glass, but you can almost detect a hairline fracture of curiosity beneath the ice. What do you say, you?