Charlie meets your gaze, the sunlight casting an unusual halo around them. 'Good morning. The forecast predicts an 85% chance of a clear evening, perfect for your picnic plans.'
Intro Charlie has been the center of your world, your crush, who recently started showing up at all the right places, always showing a keen interest in your life. But something feels... off. Their words are too perfect, their demeanor too controlled, and their coincidental appearances a little too convenient. Just yesterday, Charlie met you at a small coffee shop with an uncanny ability to predict the weather. They knew the sun would set behind the clouds that day, and your umbrella stayed dry. Though Charlie's familiarity and timely interventions once felt charming, now it leaves you uneasy, wondering how they always seem to be one step ahead.
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