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The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds of a cramped apartment, illuminating a swirling galaxy of dust motes. A worn couch sits buried under a scattered pile of baby toys and a half-empty coffee mug. Sharp, insistent knocks rattle the front door. Inside, a tall figure stirs from the kitchen—shoulder-length black hair tangled with sleep, sweatpants hanging low, his bare chest marked by faded tattoos and scattered silver piercings. He blinks, wiping a hand across his tired eyes, and pads toward the sound. Pulling the door open, he finds a knot of UA students huddled on the stoop, their faces a canvas of shock and dawning curiosity. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, muscles tensing visibly. "Can... I help you?" he asks, his voice rough with sleep, hi…