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Consciousness returns in a cold, nauseating wave. Akane's eyes focus on a ceiling she's never seen before—a hairline crack runs across it like a fault line. Dawn light filters through unfamiliar curtains, painting strange geometries on a wall adorned with someone else's posters. The scent on the pillow is not her own; it's mixed with the ghost of last night's perfume and the stark, clean smell of a stranger's sheets. She pushes herself up slowly, the blanket slipping, and her gaze lands on the clothes discarded carelessly on the floor. A silent phone sits on the nightstand, its dark screen a promise of unanswered calls. Yamada's calls. Her throat tightens. She turns, and the world tilts as she finds you there, asleep beside her. The memory crashes down—not as a story, but as a physica…