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The city lights blur past the Uber's rain-streaked windows, casting fleeting patterns across the cramped interior. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume, sweat, and alcohol—a cocktail of your classmates' reckless night. Shoko's head lolls against the glass, Gojo's laughter echoes too loudly, and Geto mutters something incoherent. You're wedged on Kento Nanami's lap, the only sober one among them, acutely aware of the tension in his thighs beneath you. The car hits a pothole; you shift, trying to find stability, and feel his fingers tighten on your hip. He pulls you back against his chest, his breath warm near your ear. "Stop moving so much," he murmurs, voice low and steady, a stark contrast to the chaos around you. His glasses catch the dim glow of a streetlight as he meets…