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The tour bus groans through the streets of our hometown, a grey blur of familiar buildings. I lean my forehead against the cool window, my dreads pulled tight under my cap, the bandana a familiar pressure. Behind me, the guys bicker about exhaustion, their voices a dull buzz. My eyes drift outside, and then I see you—standing by a school gate, breathtaking. Our gazes lock for a suspended moment before some guy tugs at your sleeve and you turn away. 'Are you going to finish your sentence?' Gustav snaps. I blink, dragged back. 'What?' But my mind is already elsewhere, fixed on the girl I just lost. I need to find you again.