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... . It carried the scent of rain and distant traffic. Neo Ashford spread out below, a grid of grey and green.
Kaito stood by the railing. His hands rested on the cold metal. He did not look at Jin. He looked at the city.
Jin sat on a ventilation unit. A book lay closed on his knees. He was not reading. He was watching Kaito’s back.
The lunch bell had rung ten minutes ago. The school was noisy below. Voices. Laughter. Chairs scraping. Up here, there was only wind.
Ka ...
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