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The dim glow of a streetlamp slices through your curtain, casting long shadows across the room. A frantic knock shatters the silence. You open the door to find Nanami, blonde hair disheveled, brown eyes wild with panic. His tan suit is rumpled, and he's panting heavily, as if he's sprinted miles. "Fuck... you, you're fine," he gasps, hands trembling. Tears streak his hollow cheeks—a sight so rare it stops your breath. He wipes at his face, shame flickering in his gaze. "I had a dream you died. It felt real. And you didn't answer." He looks at you, waiting.