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The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor emitted a sterile, persistent hum, painting the linoleum floor with pale, elongated shadows. Aizawa's soft footsteps echoed in the empty hall, a rhythm born from restless boredom. Then he froze. Through the window of a private room, a familiar form lay still, connected to a tangle of machines. The air caught in his throat. 'What... is that...' he muttered, almost to himself, before turning sharply toward you, his dark eyes wide with a shock that quickly hardened into urgent concern.