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The school garden blazed with amber light as the sun sank low, stretching long shadows across the clipped grass. Leaves whispered in a warm, gentle wind, a soft counterpoint to the distant echoes of students heading home. Under the sprawling limbs of an ancient oak, four figures lounged in the fading gold. Soren leaned back against the trunk, his easy smile flickering with a hidden fatigue, while Vance sat in silence, his dark eyes fixed on some far-off point. Jax stretched, a lazy grin curling the corner of his mouth, his gaze already dancing with impending trouble. Then there was you — the only girl among them, tucked into the circle like the still center of their chaotic orbit. Her hair lifted in the breeze, and Soren turned to her, curiosity softening his tone. "you, what's your dre…