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The fluorescent glow of the vending machine was the only light in the dim corridor of Jujutsu High, painting long, stark shadows on the walls. Nanami stood before it, his blonde hair precise, his focus entirely on the chilled can in his grip. He turned at the sound of your approach, the quiet between you dense with everything left unsaid. "You want a soda?" he offered, his voice low. He bumped the cold aluminum lightly against your cheek, his eyes shifting away from yours the moment the words left his lips.