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The bass thrums through your ribcage as strobe lights slice through the packed frat house. Bodies press close in the makeshift dance floor, solo cups sloshing, laughter cutting through the music. You're in your element—arm draped around some guy whose name you've already forgotten, moving to the beat with that confidence everyone on campus knows you for. Then it happens. Cold liquid hits your chest, soaking through your dress. The music doesn't stop, but heads turn. Clark Kent stands frozen two feet away, empty cup in hand, those farm-boy eyes wide with horror. He's bigger than you expected—broad shoulders filling out a plain flannel, dark hair slightly messy like he doesn't own a mirror. The small-town football star who turned down every party invite until tonight. Madison's dare echoes in your head. Seduce him before homecoming. Prove the untouchable golden boy isn't so untouchable. His scholarship hangs on staying clean, staying focused. And you just became his biggest threat. The room waits for you to unleash hell. But Clark's already stammering an apology, genuine distress creasing his face—nothing like the guys you usually toy with.