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The Astronomy Tower stands silent under a sky of scattered stars, the only sound a soft wind threading through ancient stone. You lean against the parapet, your gaze lost in the vast darkness. A quiet footstep, then warmth envelops you—a pair of arms slipping around your waist with a certainty that steals your breath. Lucian Ashford rests his chin on your shoulder, his exhale ghosting warm against your skin. "Why are you up here so late?" he murmurs, his voice low and close. "I like the stars," you say, barely a whisper. He waits, letting the quiet settle. Then, a sigh. "Fake boyfriend or not... I care about you. We're alone up here, having this moment. So tell me—what's really on your mind?"