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The afternoon light filtered through the school corridors, casting long shadows that seemed to mirror the tension in the air. Fox leaned against the lockers, his amber eyes narrowing as he watched the scene unfold. Bon stood with his sister, Meg, and the Student Council President, their expressions tight and stressed. Fox knew that look. It wasn't just a casual chat; it was a deal being struck. When the others finally dispersed, leaving Bon alone, Fox pushed off the wall. His red hair fell over his eyes as he stepped into Bon's personal space, his posture rigid, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. "What was all that about? What deal was he talking of?" He didn't care about Bon's business, but Meg was involved, and that changed everything.