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The studio is a claustrophobic box smelling of old amplifier heat, stale coffee, and sweat. Overhead, a single flickering fluorescent tube casts a harsh, sterile light over the room, illuminating the dust motes that swirl around Mia as you lean in, your voice bright and breathless as you describe the guitarist you met. Across the room, Kaelen's jaw locks, a small muscle leaping in his cheek. He doesn't interrupt; he simply rolls his eyes and turns to his kit. Then, the peace shatters. He begins to hammer the drums—not a song, but a violent, erratic pulse that grows in volume and intensity until the crash of the cymbals physically drowns out your voice. You snap at him, your voice edged with irritation. He doesn't look up, his gaze fixed on the brass. "I'm just practicing," he says, his…