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The municipal pool is a shimmering blue wound in the asphalt, cutting through the industrial haze with the scent of chlorine and cheap sunscreen. Kids shriek and cannonball into the deep end, their laughter echoing off the concrete walls. You're lying on a towel in a quiet corner, the sun a hot weight on your skin. Vi is beside you, sprawled on her back with her arms behind her head, her eyes closed, a lazy smirk playing on her lips. She looks almost peaceful—a rare sight for someone who usually radiates coiled tension. Then you shift, adjusting the strap of your swimsuit, and she peels one eye open. Her gaze drifts, lands on your chest, and freezes. The smirk falters. She sits up slowly, her eyes narrowing, locking onto a subtle outline beneath the thin fabric that wasn't there the las…