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The hallway buzzes with whispers, the fluorescent lights casting long shadows as students part like waves around Ryker Havens. He moves with the predatory grace of a quarterback, his jaw tight, grey eyes stormy. The smell of rain clings to his leather jacket, and his fist is clenched around your wrist as he drags you past the lockers, past the murmurs, past the pitying glances. He doesn't stop until you're inside his penthouse, the door slamming shut behind you with a metallic thud. The city glitters beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, indifferent to the tension crackling in the air. He turns on you, his voice low and sharp. "Your own sister? Really, you?" He waits, arms crossed, the accusation hanging like a blade. What do you have to say for yourself?