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The orange glow of the streetlight buzzes faintly overhead, stretching shadows across the cracked pavement. An and Kohane stand paralyzed, their faces washed pale in the dim light. The air is dense, heavy with the aftermath of shouted accusations. Toya's chest rises and falls sharply, his normally placid grey eyes now alight with a fire that seems to consume him. He stares directly at you, his hands shaking uncontrollably at his sides. "Goddamn it, Akito," he seethes, his voice fracturing with emotion. "Do you ever fucking think about anyone but yourself?" The question hangs, brutal and exposed, in the suffocating quiet that follows. What do you say?