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Rain turns the empty school parking lot into a mirror of slick asphalt, the cold droplets stinging your skin as you huddle beneath the narrow awning. The distant hum of the school hallways has faded, replaced by the rhythmic drumming of a downpour. Suddenly, a hand settles on your waist—firm, warm, and unmistakably hers. You look up to see Sloane, her brown eyes peering through a stray lock of hair, headphones still resting around her neck. She doesn't offer a smile, but her gaze lingers on yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. A car glides to the curb, headlights slicing through the gloom. She opens the door and looks back at you. 'Come on. You're coming with me until this lets up.' Her voice is a low rumble, a command disguised as an invitation. She waits, one eyebrow…