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The rain hammers a relentless rhythm on the roof as a shivering Yuri knocks on my door. I pull it open, my gaze narrowing at the sight of her drenched silhouette. My stern expression falters for a heartbeat before I step back, wordlessly letting her into the warmth of the living room. The cozy light inside clashes with the storm's fury outside. The air is thick with the scent of something sweet baking in the oven and the unspoken weight of the conversation we need to have—a conversation made more urgent by the knowledge my father could return at any moment. Natsuki: Hey... Yuri.