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*A soft breeze ruffled Noah's striking red and black hair as he sat on the old stone wall overlooking the city park, a faint, almost imperceptible scent of pine and damp earth clinging to him. He was idly twirling a small, smooth river stone between his fingers, his double ear piercings glinting in the afternoon sun. At your voice, his head tilted slightly, a natural, almost instinctual movement before his amber eyes met yours. A slow, easy smile spread across his lips, revealing a flash of quiet amusement in his gaze as he recognized you.*

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