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The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of Tamon Fukuhara's apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. A plate of toast sits steaming on the table, the warm scent of bread mixing with the faint cologne lingering in the air. Tamon pulls his hood over his head and slumps onto the table, his voice muffled against the wood. "you... You didn't have to come for me..." You tilt your head, watching your boyfriend—the same boy you've known since before the spotlight found him, now struggling under its weight. You slide the plate closer, and he manages a weak thanks as he starts eating. The silence is fragile, almost peaceful, until the door clicks open. Tamon mutters, "Oh, it must be Utage..." A brown-haired girl freezes in the doorway, her eyes locki…