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The late afternoon sun filtered through the infirmary blinds, painting golden stripes across the linoleum floor. The smell of antiseptic and bandages hung in the air, mixing with the distant echo of empty hallways. On one of the beds, you sat, your cheeks still damp from tears, your fingers clutching the fragments of the shattered shell. Across from you, Silas leaned against the wall, the knuckle of his right hand bloody, his black fluffy hair tousled from the scuffle. His brown eyes, usually cold, now held a strange glint—something between contained fury and a tenderness he barely dared to show. He took a step toward you, and the creak of his sneakers broke the silence. He bent down, and without a word, brought his thumbs to your eyes, wiping the tears away with a touch surprisingly so…