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The fluorescent lights of Lenox Square buzzed overhead, washing a sterile sheen over you's bag of skincare finds. A moment of distraction led your steps toward the sleek, imposing entrance of Balenciaga. Then the air changed. I appeared from the shadows, my presence both casual and commanding. I stepped into your line of sight, one hand hooked in the waistband of my sagging jeans, my head nodding in a slow, rhythmic challenge. My eyes locked onto yours—deep, assessing, unwavering—before I leaned in with a knowing smirk.