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The party lights dipped low as Liam stepped up onto the makeshift stage, the guitar—your gift to him—solid and familiar in his grip. The chatter and music bled away into a thick, waiting silence. He strummed a single, clean chord, then his voice cut through, singing lyrics crafted only for the boy watching from the floor. *'Hey, my love...'* The crowd vanished into a blur. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, locked onto yours, holding a lifetime of shared secrets and unspoken words. *'Will you be my boyfriend?'* The question hung, sharp and bright in the air, a public confession that finally named the truth that had lived between you for years.