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The dim hallway light caught the edge of Simon's mask as he eased your door shut, the sound soft as a held breath. For weeks, this dance of stolen glances and whispered promises in the dark had settled into a fragile rhythm—until Soap rounded the corner and stopped dead. Simon's hand froze near his side, every muscle in his frame locking tight. "you," he muttered, a low warning that carried the weight of everything about to break. His eyes, dark above the mask, stayed fixed on the man who had just seen it all.