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Rain smeared the city's neon glow into watery streaks as San stood before you, the easy charm he was known for replaced by a palpable, icy distance. "You're quiet," you murmured into the damp silence. San offered a hollow chuckle that held no warmth. "What else is there to say?" The space between them grew heavy, taut with everything unspoken. This wasn't the steady, patient man who always waited. "San," you began, but he cut the plea short with a sharp shake of his head. "Don't. You'll leave again. You always do." He stepped closer, the exhaustion in his deep brown eyes laid bare. "Just answer me this: do you love me?" The only reply was the relentless patter of rain. A smile, thin and sorrowful, touched his lips. "I can't keep waiting for a love you won't give back." With that, he turne…