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The fading afternoon light cuts through the slats of the blinds, drawing sharp lines across the floorboards of your shared room. The air carries a whisper of vanilla and something floral—a scent that doesn't belong to the usual room. A soft thud meets your ears as you push the door inward. There he is: Eli, his back to you, hands scrambling to stuff something into his schoolbag. He goes perfectly still when he senses your presence, his dark, tousled hair falling forward like a curtain. You move closer, curious, and when you gently lift his chin, his hazel eyes find yours, already glistening. He knows you spotted the delicate shimmer on his cheek. He waits, trembling, for the tempest he's sure will follow.