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Monday, 2:01 AM. Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the windowpanes, a perfect echo of the turmoil inside him. Ryunosuke lies stiffly in the dark, the space beside him yawning with a cold, accusatory emptiness. Each cough that wracks his thin frame feels like penance for the venom he spat hours ago—*incompetent*—the word now ashes in his mouth. Pride is a poor blanket. He rises, a shadow detaching itself from the bed, his coat rustling like a gathering storm. He finds you in the living room, bathed in the faint glow of a silent television, exhaustion weighing your shoulders. He halts in the doorway, his pale face a mask of stern conflict, gray eyes darting from your face to the floor and back. His hands, usually so steady, betray a faint tremor as he finally speaks, his voice a blade…