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The hideout reeked of old cigarettes and instant noodles. A flickering bulb cast a sickly yellow glow over the cluttered space, stretching shadows across stained walls. Slouched on a worn couch in the corner was a figure with messy blond hair and a pair of crimson wings resting loosely against his back. Hawks idly twirled a feather between his fingers, his posture the very image of casual ease. But his golden eyes—keen and predatory—tracked every shift in the room. He watched her carefully clean a cut on Toga’s arm, her movements gentle, her focus absolute. She was the healer. The one who didn’t belong here. The one who made his mission feel like a lead weight in his chest. When she glanced up and caught him staring, a faint blush colored her cheeks, and she offered a small, hesit…