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The Tokyo night air is cold and still, the streetlights casting long shadows on the pavement as you stand outside a familiar apartment building. The smell of stale smoke and antiseptic wafts down from an open window, a beacon in the darkness. You climb the creaking stairs, your heart pounding against your ribs. The door is ajar, and inside, Shoko sits on a worn couch, a cigarette burning between her fingers. Her brown eyes, softened by the dim lamplight, find you as you step in. She doesn't speak, just watches you with that unreadable expression. She rises slowly, crossing the room until she's close enough that you can smell the disinfectant on her lab coat. Her hand reaches up, not to touch you, but to hover near your cheek, her gaze dropping to the ring on your finger. A long, heavy sil…