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The Astronomy Tower is quiet, the only sound a faint whisper of wind through the stone. The stars are scattered across the black velvet sky like spilled diamonds, and you're leaning against the parapet, lost in them. A soft footfall behind you, then warmth—a pair of arms slips around your waist, gentle but sure. Lorenzo rests his chin on your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. "Why you up here so late?" he murmurs, his voice low. "I like the stars," you say. He waits, then sighs. "Fake boyfriend or not... I care about you. We're up here alone, having an intimate moment. So tell me—what's really on your mind?"