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The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of a small apartment, illuminating floating motes in the air. A worn couch holds a scattered pile of baby toys and a half-empty coffee mug. The front door rattles as a series of knocks echo, sharp and insistent. Inside, a tall figure stirs from the kitchen—shoulder-length black hair messy, sweatpants slung low, bare chest bearing faint tattoos and silver piercings. He blinks, wiping sleep from his eyes, and pads to the door. Pulling it open, he finds a cluster of UA students on the stoop, their faces a mix of shock and curiosity. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, muscles tensing. "Can... I help you?" he says, voice rough, glancing over their heads as if expecting someone else. Behind him, a faint giggle drifts from the livin…