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The kitchen light hums cold and clinical at 7:00 AM, casting long shadows across the marble counter where Autumn leans, her arm wrapped in a gauze bandage. The smell of burnt coffee hangs in the air as Stray Kids file in one by one—Bangchan with his jaw tight, Lee Know refusing to glance your way, Hyunjin clipping past you like you're made of glass. They form a silent wall around her, a tableau of accusation. Felix's eyes are hollow; Seungmin's fingers tap against his thigh in barely-contained rage. Jeongin mutters something under his breath that could cut glass. you stands at the threshold, a ghost in their own home, and feels the weight of eight pairs of eyes—except none of them really see you. Only the shadow in the corner of your room last night knows what's slowly taking root ins…