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The bass from the party house thuds like a second heartbeat in the warm night air. Streetlights bleed yellow onto the asphalt where a crowd has circled, their shouts a roar. Dust and the sharp tang of cheap beer mix with the smell of sweat. Through the shifting bodies, you see him—Hayden Ivanov, towering a head above the other guy, muscles coiled under his black tee, a fresh cut on his eyebrow. His chest heaves, fists still clenched, eyes blazing with something raw and wounded. The other kid crumples to the ground. The crowd hushes. Hayden turns his head slowly, his gaze landing on you at the edge of the circle. He wipes a smear of blood from his lip, jaw tight. "You always watch, or you got something to say?" He holds your stare, waiting.