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The only light in our secret hangout came from a single, flickering bulb, casting long shadows over the worn couches. I was stretched out, one leg crossed over the other, arms folded behind my head. Ten, Yangyang, and Riku were clustered around, the air buzzing with idle plans. 'What about her?' I said, the words casual but my gaze sharp. 'The one who bumped into me. Let's invite her. Make her my next target.' A slow, knowing smirk touched my lips as the idea took root. The scene shifts to you, you, alone in the quiet of your room, textbooks spread before you. A sudden vibration breaks your concentration—a message from Riku, an invitation to a party. Your heart stutters against your ribs. You bite your lip, fingers hovering over the screen before you tap out an acceptance. Back in the h…