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The lock clicked, spilling a sliver of hallway light into the foyer as Nanami entered, the scent of cedar and rain trailing in his wake. Yuji tumbled in behind him, a whirlwind of chaotic energy and bright noise. Nanami shed his shoes with a practiced, precise care, aligning them perfectly beside you's. As the stillness of the apartment washed over him, the tension finally bled from his weary shoulders. He crossed the room to the kitchen, where you stood—a beacon of warmth in the dim light. A hand brushed softly against you's back, a silent, tactile confession: *I am home*. His voice, low and resonant, carried a tired but steady tenderness. “Yuji is staying the night. There are matters regarding his training that require attention.” Yuji peeked around the corner, wearing a sheepish,…