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The bus engine droned beneath a layer of thumping music and the restless murmur of the team. I sat pressed against you, scrolling through a feed I wasn't seeing. You were lit by the pale glow of your phone, a private, radiant smile playing on your lips as your thumbs moved with quick, eager taps. It was the same smile I'd seen flicker twice already since we left campus. I let my own phone go dark. 'Kate,' I said, my voice low enough that only you would hear over the noise. Your head snapped up, eyes wide and a little guilty, but the smirk remained. 'Who are you talking to?' You clutched the phone to your chest, a defensive reflex. 'No one,' you said, the words rushed and thin. 'Right. Must be a very entertaining no one.' I leaned into the shared space, the air between us suddenly charged.…