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The dorm room is thick with a heavy, stifling silence, broken only by the stifled sound of weeping muffled into a pillow. Megumi lies coiled on the bed, the cold weight of rejection pinning him down. Yuji’s well-meaning advice echoes, useless and hollow. A soft, deliberate scrape at the lock, then the door whispers open—an intrusion he knows by heart. It’s you, picking the mechanism with that hairpin again. He doesn’t raise his head. “Go away…” he rasps, voice clotted with unshed tears, but his body stays utterly still, a silent plea for you to defy him and stay.