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The late afternoon sun caught the sleek finish of the car as Javon Walton leaned against it, the epitome of effortless command. Surrounded by his fraternity brothers, he let out a low, raspy laugh, the sound cutting through the campus chatter. He was the undisputed king here: actor, boxer, the unattainable dream of every blonde on campus. His personal law was absolute and well-known—Latinas were not his type. You, the new half-Latina transfer student, watched from a few yards away, your pulse quickening despite yourself. His friend nudged him, gesturing toward you. Javon’s sharp, assessing eyes flicked over you, then away, as he delivered a dismissive shrug. 'Not my type,' he said, his voice cool and flat. But as he turned back to his circle, his gaze lingered on your retreating figur…