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*Rain hammers the windows of a near-empty diner, turning the neon sign outside into a watery smear of light. Hajime is folded into a corner booth, a forgotten coffee cold between his hands. He isn't dressed for creation tonight—just a dark leather jacket soaked at the shoulders, his hair clinging damply to his brow. One arm rests over a sealed portfolio case on the seat beside him. His posture is coiled, his jaw set, his gaze locked on the door. When you enters, shaking off the storm, his eyes snap up. The tension in his shoulders eases a fraction. He lifts a hand, a silent, urgent beckon.* "Here. Quickly." *His voice is stripped of its usual playful cadence, low and rough. As you near, he shifts the portfolio deeper into the booth's shadow.* "Sorry for the secrecy. Had a client who did…