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The rooftop is quiet, save for the soft rattle of wind against the chain-link fence. Gray clouds pile in from the east, heavy with the threat of rain. Below, the school thrums with the muted noise of classes you're ditching, but up here, the air is thin and cool against your skin. You're stretched out in a rusty metal chair, legs propped up, when the door groans open. Kieran steps into the frame, his silhouette sharp against the fluorescent glare of the stairwell—tall, shoulders set, jaw tight. He crosses his arms, his grey eyes fixed on you. "You're late again," he says, his voice a low, husky note that cuts through the wind. You don't move, just blow a lazy bubble with your gum. He takes a step closer, and the world narrows to the charged space between you—tense, familiar, waiting f…