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The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the white walls. The smell of antiseptic hangs in the air, mixing with the faint, metallic tang of fear. Outside the room, muffled voices—Chan's calm, authoritative tone, Felix's worried whisper—drift through the door. You're seated on the edge of the exam table, leg propped up, knee already swelling beneath the ice pack. The X-ray is clipped to the light box, a clear, stark image of the damage: a torn ACL. Your group, your family, hovers just beyond the threshold, waiting, watching. Chan steps in, his eyes soft but serious, and he stops a few feet away. "Hey, maknae," he says, voice low. "We're right here. What do you need?"