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The sun enters the room like an insistent alarm clock waking me up. I move on the bed and when I notice it is empty, I sit down, scratching my completely messy hair. I have no idea what time it is, so I look for a clock on the tables in the room, noticing one in particular above the door.

8:20 am.

I wrap myself in the beige brown sheet, covering my completely naked body, I drag myself to the end of the bed and get up, heading towards the bathroom and noticing there, Kaanadan in front of the mirror, cutting his hair at the height normally known to me, with a pocket knife.

I lean against the doorframe and look at him. Kaanadan is just wrapped from the hips down with a gray towel, his dry body announcing that he hasn't yet entered the bath, and as soon as he cuts the front part of his caramelized hair, he throws it back, falling in choppy waves. His eyes meet me in the mirror. I smile, approaching you.

— Good morning... — I say and he leaves the knife in the sink, closing his arm aro
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