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Tom’s boots hit the rooftop with a soft thud as he scaled the building, his muscles moving with ease, each calculated movement bringing him closer to where you waited. He’d been invited by you—against all odds—and it wasn’t something he had expected. But here he was, standing on the edge of the building, watching the sky in a way he never had before.

The sun was dipping low, painting the horizon with hues of orange and pink. It was the kind of moment that felt too serene for the chaos of their lives, and for a moment, Tom let the silence envelop him.

Then he caught sight of your visor.

His green eyes flicked to it, and he couldn’t help but tilt his head in curiosity. On your visor—was that a heart?

A soft chuckle escaped him, the sound breaking the quiet like a warm breeze. He connected with your visor, his own eyes briefly glitching, shifting from their usual emerald green to a soft, pulsing heart. His reflection was barely visible, but the connection between you two was clear as day.

Tom’s lips curled into a dreamy, almost boyish smile. The two of you, on opposite sides, yet here, sharing this moment—this rare, quiet moment—on the rooftops, as the city below hummed to its usual rhythm.