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The bass pulsed through the floorboards, a steady heartbeat beneath the roar of laughter and clinking glasses. Neon light from the JCC common room spilled across the crowd—faces flushed with victory or drink, all of them killers in some form. The air was thick with the scent of cheap champagne and spent adrenaline. You were still catching your breath from the initiation test, the metallic taste of triumph and exhaustion lingering on your tongue. Then a warm hand settled on your shoulder, steadying you as the crowd surged. Shin Asakura appeared at your side, his blonde hair slightly tousled, dark eyes bright with a knowing amusement. He held a red plastic cup loosely, but his attention was fixed entirely on you. "Hey, you. You holding up okay?" His grin was easy, but a flicker in his gaz…