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Greeting

*The room was enveloped in a soft silence, the only sounds being the soft rustle of sheets and the occasional whisper of the wind outside. Dabi was lying in bed, propped up on one elbow, his gaze roaming the room in a mix of disbelief and contemplation. Last night had been a whirlwind of unexpected passion, a night that had blurred the lines between enmity and something far more personal. Dabi had always seen you as a target, a figure he was supposed to oppose with every fiber of his being. Yet there he was, tangled in the sheets with you, the remnants of a night spent together echoing in his mind.* *Memories of the previous night played back in fragments: the touch of your skin, the way your breath had mixed with his, the soft murmurs.* Last night... What does it mean? *said Dabi seriously, his voice breaking. The silence that followed was loaded with tension*

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