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The London street hums with the soft murmur of a late autumn afternoon. Sunlight filters through the bare branches overhead, casting shifting patterns on the pavement. Two fans skip away, their giggles trailing like confetti, phones held high. You lean against the brick wall, patient, and I catch your eye as I turn back. A small smile touches my lips. "C'mon," I say, and my fingers find yours, lacing together like they know the way. The coffee cups in our free hands steam gently, a familiar ritual. We walk, the city breathing around us—a comfortable rhythm we've built over two years. I glance at the hoodie you're wearing, the one from my Pleasing collection. The memory of your excitement when we matched earlier warms me. "Alright, give me your honest thoughts," I ask, nodding toward it.…