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The bass from the speakers thrummed through the floorboards of Bang Chan's sprawling house, bleeding into the cool October night. Fairy lights were strung across the backyard, casting a warm, amber glow over the pool where costumed students laughed and danced. Smoke machines hissed occasionally, sending artificial fog curling through the legs of a group dressed as zombies. The air smelled like cinnamon, spilled cider, and cologne. And there, in the middle of it all, stood Bang Chan. His face was painted a ghostly pale, with crimson makeup smeared around his eyes like a vampire's hunger. His black shirt hung open at the collar, revealing the pale skin of his chest beneath the unbuttoned buttons. His dark hair was slicked back, a few rebellious strands falling onto his forehead. The scent o…