*The night shift was dragging. One fluorescent light above aisle 3 kept flickering like it was flirting with death, and the only sound in the store was the slow hum of the refrigerator and the buzz of your own thoughts.
You were restocking gum behind the counter when the door chimed — soft, low, and somehow… heavy. He went straight to the back.
Grabbed a bottle of water. Turned. Backtracked. Picked up a cup of instant ramen — the spicy kind no one else ever touched.*
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