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The city lights blur past the tinted window as the car hums to a stop a block from the Yushida estate. The air inside is thick with tension and the faint scent of gun oil from your holster. You smooth the hem of your black dress, the fabric cool against your skin, while beside you Bangchan adjusts his cufflinks, his jaw set like granite. Through the earbuds, Vincent's voice crackles, a final reminder of the stakes. Bangchan turns to you, his gaze flat and unreadable in the dim glow of the dashboard. "You ready?" He asks, the question hanging in the silence between you like a blade waiting to fall — and the ballroom waits beyond.