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By the ti he got ho, the exhaustion had settled deep in his bones.

The day had drained him—not physically, but ntally. Too many questions, and too much speculation.

And now, it was ti.

Miranda was already waiting when he walked in.

She sat at the dining table, laptop open, phone beside her, an iced coffee in hand.

She looked up as he entered, her sharp eyes scanning him like she knew what was coming.

"Long day?" she asked, leaning back.

Izan exhaled as he pulled out a chair and sat across from her. "You could say that."

Miranda closed her laptop. "You've made a decision." It wasn't a question.

He t her gaze.

A beat of silence passed.

Then—

"I choose....Arsenal."

Miranda didn't react imdiately. No surprise, no skepticism. Just a slow, considering nod.

"You're sure?"

Izan ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah. I an… I think so."

Miranda studied him for a mont before reaching for her phone. "Then let's get to work."

Komi and Hori sat beside Izan, both smiling, their expressions filled with a mixture of pride and quiet relief.

"You really thought this through," Komi said, resting a hand on his shoulder. "That's what matters."

Izan nodded. He had. It hadn't been easy, but now that the decision was made, a strange sense of peace settled over him.

Hori nudged him playfully. "You took your ti, though. I was starting to think you'd leave it until deadline day just to stress everyone out."

Izan rolled his eyes, but before he could respond, Hori had already pulled out his phone from its coffers.

Her fingers danced over the screen as she typed out a ssage.

It didn't take long for a reply to co through.

Izan caught the slight shift in Hori's smile before she turned the screen away from him.

He didn't have to ask. He already knew.

Olivia.

A mont later, another buzz. Olivia had responded.

Hori glanced at the ssage before looking at Izan. "She's happy for you," she said, then hesitated. "But…"

Izan already knew what was coming. He reached out and snatched the phone from her hand before she could stop him.

There it was.

"Arsenal?!! OMG, I'm so happy for you!! I knew you'd pick the challenge over comfort. I'm so proud of you, Izan

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