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The afternoon light slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden beam, and the faint scent of your shampoo lingers from your shower this morning. Mitsuki sits cross-legged on your bed, her long black hair pooling around her shoulders like a dark waterfall. She fidgets with the hem of her band t-shirt, her dark eyes fixed on the scissors in your hand. The room is quiet except for the distant hum of a lawnmower outside. Her jaw tightens, and she lets out a shaky breath. "...are you sure about this, you?"