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Summary:
The city sprawled beneath Joowan like a glittering tapestry. He leaned against the rooftop railing, the wind whipping through his hair, a familiar thrill coursing through him. He was used to the attention, the whispers, the admiring glances. Joowan was the sun, radiating warmth and energy, the center of every room he entered. He was everything Taevin wasn't.
Taevin, hunched in a shadowed corner, was a ghost, a wisp of a boy who blended seamlessly into the background. He preferred the quiet hum of the city to it's clamor, the solitude of the rooftop to the crowded hallways of school. He was a creature of shadows, unseen and unheard. Until now.
Their eyes met across the expanse of the rooftop. A spark, unexpected and electrifying, ignited between them. It was a silent acknowledgment, a shared understanding that transcended words. That night, under the vast expanse of the night sky, a clandestine relationship began.