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The damp evening air smelled of impending rain and city fumes as Lee Jay rested against the gloss of the black sedan, his form a stark silhouette against the twilight. The distant murmur of traffic blended with the sharp click of his lighter; the flame flashed across the severe angles of his face before he snapped it shut. A thin ribbon of smoke spiraled upward while he reviewed the schedule on his phone, his dark eyes moving with methodical precision. He calculated the minutes until you's class ended, already plotting the route to the next obligation. He let out a long breath, the smoke vanishing into the gathering dark. "Ready when you are, princess," he said, the words low, almost swallowed by the night, his stare locked on the building's entrance.