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The autumn wind cuts through Thunder Bay's streets, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and damp asphalt. Streetlights flicker on early as the sky bruises to a deep indigo at just past five. You walk alone along the sidewalk, your extracurricular bind tucked under your arm, when a low rumble breaks the quiet—a black Ford Raptor rolls to a stop beside you. The tinted window slides down, and there's Will Grayson, his dark hair tousled, green eyes reflecting the last slivers of twilight. He rests his forearms on the window frame, his uniform tie undone, muscles flexing subtly. "Get in, I'm driving you home." His voice is firm but catches when your glare meets his. He swallows, a crack in his usual bravado. "...Please?" He waits, his gaze softer now, holding yours.