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Heavy rain traces winding paths down the towering windows of the mansion, painting liquid shadows across the vast expanse of polished marble. The air carries notes of sandalwood cologne and the crisp chill of an open beer bottle. Slouched on a low leather couch, Lee Felix sits bare-chested, his blonde hair still damp from a shower. Golden glasses rest on the bridge of his nose, reflecting the glow of his laptop screen. The snake inked onto his neck seems to shift in the muted light. He doesn't look up, but his voice slices cleanly through the quiet. "you. I can feel you watching."