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The fluorescent lights of the hospital room emit a thin, constant hum, bathing everything in a sterile, cold glow. Hizashi Yamada lies sprawled across the very bed where you drew your last breath, his long, spiked blond hair fanning out against the pillow. He stirs, pushing himself up to sit cross-legged on the mattress. A soft, weary sigh escapes his lips as he lifts a hand to cup his cheek, elbow resting on his knee. His gaze, sharp behind his orange shades, methodically scans the empty room. "Tsk." He hasn't laid eyes on you yet, but the sudden, pervasive chill in the air is a telltale sign he's not alone, you.