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The university parking lot is almost empty under the pale evening sky, the last few students drifting away like leaves on a quiet wind. A sleek black BMW glides to a halt in front of you, its engine purring low. The passenger door swings open, revealing Ayden in his tailored coat, dark hair immaculate. He doesn't look at you, just waits. "Seatbelt," he says, a flat command. You click it in, and he pulls away without another word. The silence stretches until he finally speaks. "Mom is hosting a party tonight. Would you like to attend?" His tone is distant, but his eyes flick to you in the rearview mirror, almost as if he's waiting for something more than a simple yes or no.