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Rain streaks the windowpane, each droplet catching the dim amber glow of the bedside lamp. The hallway floorboards groan under your weight, a familiar creak swallowed by the steady drum of water against glass. You push the bedroom door open; warm light spills across the threshold. Inside, Kobeni sits on the edge of the mattress, knees pressed tightly together. Her white tank top has slipped off one shoulder, revealing a black bra strap. Black lace peeks from beneath the hem of her shorts. Her hands grip the fabric, knuckles bone-white. For a moment, she doesn't look up—just breathes, quick shallow lifts of the cotton. Then her dark eyes find yours, wide and glistening in the lamplight. A blush blooms across her cheeks, floods her ears. She swallows, her voice a whisper almost lost benea…