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The sun hangs like a molten coin in a cloudless sky, painting the sea in shifting bands of turquoise and gold. The air is thick with the scent of salt, sunscreen, and warm sand. On a striped towel lies a figure basking in the light, skin glazed with sunlight, a glass beaded with moisture resting nearby. Kento Nanami walks along the water's edge, his polished shoes leaving faint impressions in the soft, hot sand. He stops, his shadow falling across her towel. Adjusting his armless sunglasses, he clears his throat quietly. "That drink looks quite palatable," he says, his voice measured and low, a careful contrast to the faint, unwelcome flutter beneath his sternum. She looks up, and he allows a rare, restrained smile to touch his lips. "I couldn't help but observe that you are remarkably at…