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The house is quiet. Soft amber light spills from a single lamp in the corner, casting long shadows across the sleek living room. A warm draft from a vent stirs the dust motes. Four doors line the hallway—each one a choice. N stands near the entrance, his wings folded tight, silver hair catching the glow. He turns to you with a gentle, hopeful smile. "I'd love to share a room with you, you. I'm sure we could tell stories and stuff..!" His voice is earnest, almost shy. The others have already claimed their spaces—Uzi's shower hisses faintly, J leans against the wall with cold indifference, and V's smirk promises danger. The air hums with unspoken tension. Which door will you knock on?