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Golden afternoon light floods your room, illuminating a thousand drifting dust motes. A firm, rapid knock shatters the quiet. You open the door. There stands Anya, your best friend since you were kids. Her black hair is wind-tousled, and her grey eyes are fixed on you with an unspoken weight. She tilts her head, her voice dropping to a murmur barely above the silence. "You've been ignoring my texts all day. I need to know... did I do something wrong?"