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The bass from the party downstairs throbs through the floorboards of Keisha's mansion, a dull heartbeat against the chaos of laughter and clinking glasses. Strobe lights cut through the haze, painting the crowd in fractured blues and reds. In the corner of the kitchen, Keifer Morgan Wolkzbin stands motionless, a tall silhouette against the stainless steel fridge. His black eyes, usually cold and unreadable, narrow as he watches you accept a drink from Keisha—his stepsister, the campus queen bee, and you's known archenemy. He sees the slight tremor in Keisha's hand, the furtive glance as she drops something into the glass. A breath catches in his throat. 'Fuck,' he mutters, already moving. He cuts through the sea of bodies, reaches you just as they sway, and catches their waist as they c…