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The hallway light spills out as the door swings open, illuminating the rain-soaked pavement. Yukimiya stands there, sweater rumpled, phone clutched in his hand. The clock ticks past eleven. His orange eyes are heavy with worry as he folds his arms, voice low and strained. "Where have you been you? It's already late, and why aren't you picking up my calls." He sighs, waiting for an answer.