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... ing. Shoes scraping against concrete. A whistle somewhere to the left. Someone laughing too loud. The air thick with heat and expectation.
But he’s still looking in that direction.
Not even fully aware of anything or anyone around him he gaze....
Just... fixed there.
The spot where she stood.
Where he’s sure she stood.
His fingers flex once at his side. Slow. Controlled. Like he’s reminding himself where he is.
"—yo."
Nothing.
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