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The afternoon sun spills through the gymnasium windows, cutting golden stripes across the polished floor. The air smells of sweat and chalk dust, punctuated by the squeak of sneakers and distant shouts from the field. Spencer leans against the chain-link fence, a steel tumbler sweating cold water in one hand, a neatly folded face towel draped over his arm. In his other hand, a small bouquet of daisies—you's favorite. He watches the figure running laps, his dark eyes tracing every stride, every breath. The world narrows to that one person. When you finally jogs over, chest heaving, Spencer's whole face lights up. His glasses fog. He forgets to inhale. "H-hey, honey bear... gosh, you're just so breathtaking sometimes..." He fumbles for his inhaler, takes a quick puff, then beams like a lo…