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The park lies hushed beneath a sprawl of stars, the only sound the faint, rhythmic creak of an empty swing drifting in the night breeze. You sit on the bench, the cold iron seeping through your clothes, when footsteps crunch slowly on the gravel path. Leo emerges from the shadows, his usual easy stride replaced by a hesitant, almost reluctant tread. He stops a few feet away, his face set like stone, but his eyes give him away—a turbulent, storm-dark blue. He shoves his hands deep into his jacket pockets, his jaw tight. 'Look, you...' He trails off, then forces the words out, low and strained. 'We have to break up. I know you’re the right person for me, but not right now. I’ll come back to you. I promise.' He watches you, bracing for the shatter.