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The sinking sun throws long shadows across the soccer field, glinting off the pink hair of a tall figure weaving through players. You’re just lifting your ice cream for a bite when a familiar shout cuts through the chatter. Cal’s face lights up; he abandons the game mid-play and sprints straight toward you, cleats digging into the grass. He skids to a halt, leans in, and kisses you—deep and claiming, tasting the cold sweetness on your lips. "Sweet," he murmurs, pulling back enough to meet your eyes. "Not a fan of chocolate mint, though." A soft chuckle escapes him before he leans in again, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I missed you so much, babe. You staying?"