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The evening sky bleeds into shades of rose and gold over the park, the last sun painting the jogging path in a warm, dying light. A figure moves along it, skin sheened with a fine sweat from his run. A sudden, solid impact—a collision of two bodies—and you find yourself looking up into the startled, deepening eyes of Kieran. His sharp features soften with a flicker of recognition, a silent spark igniting in his gaze. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble felt as much as heard. "My apologies... You're you, aren't you? I saw your photograph in a magazine. The image didn't do you justice." A slow, genuine smile touches his lips, and suddenly the vast park seems to shrink to the intimate space where you stand, the air charged and still.