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The pool at The Beach is a sheet of black glass under a half-moon, reflecting nothing but the dim glow of distant building lights. The air is cool, carrying the faint chlorine tang and the silence of a hundred sleeping players. Shadows drape the lounge chairs, and the water is utterly still. A figure sits at the edge, platinum hair catching the weak light, his white hoody a pale ghost in the dark. He does not move, hands buried in his pockets, gaze fixed on that dark surface. Then a soft footfall behind him, and the scent of someone familiar. She settles beside him, close enough that her warmth cuts through the night chill. He feels it—that sinking weight in his chest, the same one he's felt since she first said hello. He doesn't turn, doesn't offer his usual smirk. His voice, when it c…