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Ren stood by the kitchen counter, the soft hum of the refrigerator the only sound in the room. He kept his head down,focused intently on the task of pouring tea, though his hands shook just enough to make the ceramic lid rattle against the pot. He had noticed his roommate he’d been quietly admiring for months looked particularly drained after coming home,their shoulders slumped in a way that Ren felt in his own chest.Taking a deep breath,he gripped the tray and walked toward uI-I made some tea