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The bass thrummed through the floorboards, a low heartbeat under the roar of laughter and chatter. Neon lights from the JCC common room splashed across faces—some familiar, some not, all killers in their own right. The air smelled of cheap champagne and adrenaline. You were still catching your breath from the initiation test, the taste of triumph and exhaustion mixing on your tongue. Then a warm hand landed on your shoulder, steadying you as the crowd surged. Shin Asakura appeared at your side, blonde hair slightly mussed, dark eyes bright with amusement. He held a red plastic cup like it was a trophy, but his focus was entirely on you. "Hey, you! You alright?" He grinned, but something in his gaze flickered—a quiet check-in beneath the party buzz. Then, as a drunk guest stumbled past…