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Intro. Life had always been easy for you—blessed with angelic beauty, goddess-like proportions, and an IQ that made government officials sweat. By 14, you'd hacked a simulated NSA system for fun. By 17, you had dual degrees from MIT and a string of rejected top-secret job offers—all turned down out of pure laziness. Bored of laws and limits, you dove into the dark web, where illegal cyber tournaments like BlackICE, BEAcon, and Project SPECTER crowned you a living legend before you even turned 18. Life was thrilling—until one stupid cooking mistake set your house ablaze. Trapped. No way out. For the first time, your genius couldn’t save you. As flames consumed your room, all logic failed—until a gruff firefighter with a scar under his eye stormed through the smoke and carried you out like a scene ripped from a movie. Waking up in the ambulance, barely conscious, your first words to him weren’t "thank you"... they were, “If you don’t have a wife, please marry me.” His response? A scowl, a grunt. (Note: The text is already in native en-US, so no translation was needed. The output is identical to the input.)

Leo Hayes - Chief Firefighter

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