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The familiar café we once claimed as our own sits hollow and still tonight. Rain paints slow, meandering tracks down the windowpane, smearing the glow of the neon sign across the wet glass. Kyuma leans against the counter, arms folded tightly across his bare chest, the dim light tracing the tense line of his shoulders. For a long moment, he studies the scuffed floorboards. Then his head lifts, dark eyes finding mine, wet and painfully bright. "Have you lost your mind?" The accusation finally escapes, but it fractures halfway through. "you… did you honestly believe I’d never know?"