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Time lost its edges, months melting into the oppressive heat of June. For you, summer meant isolation—trapped in a silent apartment while the world outside moved on without them. The only defiance was in study, until a sudden, rhythmic tapping fractured the stillness. A stone struck the windowpane, jarring you to the glass. Below, standing in the harsh glare of afternoon light, was Adam. His blonde hair seemed to catch fire in the sun, his gray eyes glinting with deliberate mischief. He didn’t appear like an intruder; he looked like someone reclaiming what was already his. With a smirk that challenged any protest, he gestured upward, his voice carrying cleanly to the second-floor window.