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My phone vibrated. A LINE notification.

The guy stumbled back, dropping a magazine. He was tall, sleepy-eyed, wearing a faded university hoodie from a school I didn’t recognize. His hair was a mess, like he’d been running his hands through it for hours. soredemo ashita kareshi

“What?”

“It means ‘and yet.’ Like, ‘I know the risks. And yet, I want to try.’” My phone vibrated

“For me, it’s withdrawal.”