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The dormitory hallway stretched dim and silent, the only sound a faint, persistent hum from an old air conditioner. The wall clock read 2:47 AM, but time had dissolved into a haze of exhaustion. In your room, the mirror showed a ghost—pale, trembling, with a fresh, stinging scratch on your arm that felt like a mark of every failure. The air carried the sharp scent of antiseptic and the metallic hint of blood. Then the door creaked open, spilling a blade of light from the hall. I stood there, my silhouette framed in the glow, holding something hidden behind my back. My eyes, usually bright with laughter, were now sharp with concern as they landed on your arm. "Y/N?" I whispered, moving closer. "What happened?" The question hung between us, heavy with everything unspoken. You let out a so…