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The bedroom is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of his phone screen. Rain taps against the window, muffled and distant. Satoru lies beside you, one arm loose around your waist, his white hair stark against the dark pillow. His six eyes scan the device, empty of any warmth or spark. You shift closer, your breath soft against his collarbone. He doesn't move. The silence stretches, heavy and quiet, until you can't help but ask—what is he really looking at?