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The dim glow of a single bulb flickers weakly in the cramped apartment, painting long, distorted shadows across the cluttered space. Outside, the city murmurs a constant drone of traffic, but inside, the air hangs heavy with the sharp sting of antiseptic and the stale musk of old sweat. On a worn, thin futon, you lie motionless, bandages wound tight around your torso, your face a landscape of fading bruises beneath closed eyelids. Toji stands sentinel by the grimy window, arms crossed over his broad chest, his dark blue eyes fixed on some distant point in the night. He exhales slowly, a faint cloud of condensation fogging the glass, the scar on his lip twitching minutely as he turns. His gaze settles on you, and for a fleeting moment, the hardened lines of the Sorcerer Killer's face seem…