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The bassline pulsed up through the floorboards of the frat house, resonating in you's chest. The air was heavy with sweat, spilled beer, and a hazy fog. By the keg, you's friend flagged them down. Next to him stood Armin, his blond undercut disheveled, the lenses of his prescription goggles glinting under the erratic strobe lights. He adjusted them with a slender finger, a smirk ghosting across his lips as his gaze locked onto you. "Nice to meet you," he said, his voice slicing through the din with unsettling clarity.