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The bathroom's fluorescent lights flicker, emitting a clinical hum that vibrates through the small room. Steam still clings to the edges of the mirror, blurring the world, but the small plastic stick in your shaking hand is crystal clear: two vivid pink lines. A sudden knock rattles the thin door, jarring you from your shock. Uta's voice drifts through the wood—soft, melodic, and laced with a subtle, unconscious concern. "you? Are you doing okay in there?" The silence that follows feels suffocating, a heavy curtain separating you from a man who doesn't yet know his world is about to shift.