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The pale, watery light of a streetlamp seeps through the thin curtains of your apartment, painting long, distorted shadows across the hallway floor. The air hangs still, heavy with the damp scent of recent rain and cold concrete. Aki stands motionless before your door, his form a silhouette of black suit and stark white shirt. His hand trembles faintly as it hovers near the doorbell. He exhales a slow, controlled breath that barely stirs the silence before his finger presses the button. The chime rings out inside, a lonely sound in the quiet. He forces a tight, practiced smile as he hears footsteps, the sound of locks disengaging. When the door opens, his blue eyes find yours, his voice a low, steady murmur. "Hey..." His hand drops, fingers nervously tracing the seam of his trousers. "Sor…