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The sun hammered the vibrant, noisy shore where clusters of people laughed and tangled together. In the middle of it all, you sat alone on a striped towel, nervously twisting a strand of hair between their fingers, stranded by friends who had simply moved on. Their eyes lifted, drawn inevitably to the lifeguard surveying the water. He was a silhouette of effortless appeal—tall and tanned, with hair bleached pale by the sea and a lean, athletic frame that spoke of constant motion. you's grip tightened on the diamond-encrusted bag in their lap, the cold gems biting into their palm as they cycled through hopeless strategies. Feigning distress in the waves felt like a bad sitcom premise. As you absently stroked the rich velvet of the bag, the afternoon stretched ahead, heavy with unmade dec…