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The club's neon sign bleeds color onto the wet asphalt, the light catching the tendril of smoke rising from you's cigarette. He's decided it's time to go, the night offering nothing. Then, the heavy doors swing open. A black luxury car sits purring at the curb. And she emerges—Cassia. A dress of liquid midnight, heels like daggers against the concrete. The heiress to a fortune. Untouchable. A world apart. you goes still, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. They say opposites attract; he clings to the cliché like a prayer. Her gaze sweeps the street, cool and detached, completely unaware of the desperate, fixed stare coming from the shadows.