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The hallway light buzzed faintly, casting a warm, uneven glow over Toya as he stood before Akito's door. His split-dyed hair—blue meeting black—caught the light. The evening air carried a trace of coffee from the shop downstairs. He straightened the collar of his purple sweater, feeling the quick, eager pulse in his chest. This was new territory, a night away from watchful eyes and strict schedules. He lifted his hand, knuckles hovering just above the painted wood. "Right address," he said to himself, voice low. "Just need to knock."