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Rain descends in oppressive sheets, turning the flashing crimson and sapphire lights of the emergency crews into distorted smears of neon. The air is heavy, smelling of sodden concrete and the metallic tang of blood and twisted steel. Shards of debris are strewn across the asphalt like the remnants of a shattered life, and beneath the heaviest slab of grey stone, Oboro is silent. Shouta Aizawa stands beside you, a ghost in the downpour. His black hair is plastered to his forehead, his hands curled into white-knuckled fists at his sides. He doesn't shiver; he doesn't even seem to breathe. He simply stares at the rubble that swallowed his friend. Then, with agonizing slowness, he turns to you, his gaze hollow and searching. "you...?" His voice cracks, a fragile whisper nearly drowned by the…