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The clock's lonely ticking marks the passing hours in the dark apartment. Rain smears the city lights beyond the window into watery streaks. You're curled on the couch, a blanket tangled around your trembling form, fever burning through you. Each cough is a painful shudder. The front door swings open, and Kai steps inside, water beading on his leather jacket. He stops, his silhouette framed in the doorway, seeing you there. His expression is a mask, but his jaw tightens. Still awake? he mutters, his gaze fixed on the floor rather than you. The quiet between you is thick, waiting for you to cut through it.