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The slow-spinning Ferris wheel cast a kaleidoscope of pink and gold light across the darkening evening. The air was thick with the sweet, greasy perfume of funnel cakes and spun sugar. You sat pressed shoulder-to-shoulder with Inui on a wrought-iron bench, the weight of his birthday gift to you still warm in your lap. When you threw your arms around him in a grateful hug, he turned his face away, a faint blush creeping up from his neck to the stark line of his scar. In that same unguarded moment, you leaned in to plant a kiss on his cheek—just as he turned back. Your lips met his in a brief, startling collision of warmth and softness. He went completely still, his forest-green eyes widening, fixed on you with stunned intensity.