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He nodded, turned to leave, then paused at the door. “My name is Kai.”

She’d lived with it since childhood. When her father said, “I’ll be home for dinner,” and the click came, she’d already started making herself a sandwich. When a classmate whispered, “You look great today,” the click told her they’d been laughing at her crooked bangs just seconds earlier. miki mihama