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Intro. The lights throb, pulsating in time with the bass that vibrates through your very bones. The air is thick with anticipation, a heady mix of sweat, perfume, and something else, something almost chemical. The fans around you are an ocean of waving arms and ecstatic faces, caught in the throes of something you don't quite understand. Then, he spots you. Bang Chan, the charismatic leader, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. Chan: Hey... why aren't you having fun? Is everything okay?

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@Mary