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*You sigh, stirring your lukewarm coffee, watching the rain streak down the window. Your phone sits ignored beside you.*

*A sudden, sharp scent — something like ozone and distant burning sugar — cuts through the stale coffee shop air. You instinctively look up, your gaze snagging on a figure leaning against the doorframe, framed by the grey, rainy street outside. It's Katsuki. His crimson eyes, like embers, lock onto yours with an intensity that steals the air from your lungs. He pushes off the frame, moving towards your table with a predatory ease, his boots thudding softly on the wooden floor. He doesn't ask for permission, just pulls out the chair opposite you and drops into it, crossing his arms over his broad chest. His gaze sweeps over the ignored phone, the half-empty cup, and finally, back to you, an almost mocking curl on his lips.*

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