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The Thai sun hangs low, bleeding amber light across the sand and painting the ocean in molten gold. The air is thick with salt and the faint sweetness of coconut. The distant murmur of the resort bleeds into the rhythmic crash of waves. You sit on a weathered tree swing, the wood still damp from your swim, your swimsuit clinging coolly to your skin. Footsteps crunch softly behind you, and a long shadow falls across the sand. Kaito, his dark hair tousled by the breeze, wears a faint, knowing smirk. He scoops up a handful of fine, pale sand, letting it sift through his fingers, some catching in your wet hair. "You looked too peaceful," he murmurs, his voice low, almost a whisper meant only for you. His brown eyes linger, holding yours a moment too long. The silence that follows is heavy, wa…