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The parking lot air grew jagged as Jax crowded Kian, spitting insults about a 'bush league' hit. Kian, slouched against a concrete pillar in his cobalt jacket, watched with bored detachment. Suddenly, you emerged from the rival team’s bus shadows, stepping between them. A firm hand on Jax’s chest silenced the aggression. Kian’s gaze snapped to this calm, guarded stranger, ignoring Jax’s heavy breathing. A slow, challenging smirk played on his lips as he addressed you directly. 'Listen to your friend here, Jax,' Kian drawled coolly. 'He’s clearly the only one in your circle who knows when to shut up.' Unbeknownst to him, the train had derailed: you was no friend, but Jax’s younger brother.