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The music softened into something more casual as Sec E gradually drifted away from the dance floor. One by one, they gathered around the long seating area near the food section, dropping into couches and chairs like they had just survived a battle instead of a dance.
Menus were passed around, arguments starting instantly.
"Order fries.""No, burgers.""Who even eats burgers at this hour?""I do. Respect that."
Aces sat in the middle, calm as ever, scrolling through the menu like he was making a life decision, while the rest leaned back, still catching their breath. Jay had just picked up a glass of water when Aces suddenly looked up at her.
He narrowed his eyes.
She froze. "What?"
Without a word, he stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up.
what are you doing?!" Jay nearly dropped her glass, stumbling as he dragged her toward the dance floor.
jay stumbled to her feet, glaring. "Are you serious right now—"
She stopped.
Because it wasn't just one of them.
All four stood there—one on each side like they had planned it.
"Oh no," Jay shook her head immediately. "No. Absolutely not. I just danced."
"Not with us," came the calm reply.
"That doesn't count," another added.
Jay narrowed her eyes. "It absolutely counts."
They didn't even argue.
They just dragged her.
"HEY— I said no— put me down— I WILL FALL—"
She was ignored.
Completely.
The moment they reached the center, the music shifted again—louder, deeper, like it had been waiting.
Adam hit the next beat harder, his step landing with force. Michael followed, smooth as ever, adjusting the flow like it bent around him. Samuel stepped in last—controlled, precise.
And then—
Ava.
She didn't rush.
She claimed her place beside Jay.
And when she moved—
it was exact.
A mirror.
Jay glanced at her mid-step, a challenge forming. Ava didn't look back. She didn't need to.
The beat picked up.
Step. Slide. Turn.
Five bodies moving like one.
"Don't fall behind," Jay muttered, breathless.
"Focus."
They dropped—same second. Low. Sharp. Controlled.
Then rose just as fast, shoulders hitting in perfect sync.
The crowd lost it.
"AYYYYY!""WHAT IS THAT?!"
But they didn't look up.
They weren't performing.
They were just… better.
Jay spun forward—fast, clean. Ava followed instantly, sharper, cutting through the movement. Adam matched, Michael tightened the formation, Samuel mirrored everything effortlessly.
And suddenly—
they were in line.
Perfect. Unbreakable.
The music built—faster, stronger.
Jay laughed under her breath. "Now we're talking."
They surged forward—
Step. Step. Hit. Turn.
It wasn't chaos anymore.
It was control.
Ava's precision.Adam's impact.Michael's flow.Samuel's control.Jay's fire.
All aligned.
"Last one," Jay said.
No hesitation.
Clap. Clap. Step. Spin. Drop.
Faster. Sharper. Stronger.
Then—
the final beat.
They rose—
and stopped.
Same second.
Perfectly still.
Silence.
Then the club exploded.
Jay bent slightly, laughing, pushing her hair back. "…yeah. That felt right."
"Obviously," Ava said calmly.
Adam smirked. Michael smiled. Samuel gave a small nod.
Jay rolled her eyes—
but she was still smiling.
The energy slowly broke apart.
People drifted back to couches, to drinks, to conversations. The music softened again, no longer demanding attention.
Jay dropped onto the couch beside Aces, leaning back like she'd just finished something that mattered. Ava sat next to her, composed as ever, while Adam and Michael settled nearby. Samuel stayed quiet, but present.
"I'm not dancing again," Jay muttered.
"No one asked," Adam said.
"Yet," Michael added.
Jay rolled her eyes.
Across the room, Keifer sat with Angelo, both slightly removed from the noise. Not distant—just… observing.
Angelo glanced at him. "So?"
Keifer frowned. "So what?"
"Future," Angelo said simply. "You've thought about it."
Keifer exhaled quietly, gaze drifting—
landing on Jay.
She was laughing now, relaxed in a way she rarely let herself be.
"London," he said.
Angelo raised a brow.
"Business school," Keifer added. "One of the top ones."
Angelo nodded slowly. "That fits." Then, after a pause, "She?"
Keifer didn't answer immediately.
He didn't need to.
Across the room, Ava tilted her head slightly. "You've decided."
Jay glanced at her. "…yeah."
Adam leaned forward. "Serious?"
Jay shrugged. "It's one of the best. And it just makes sense."
Michael smiled faintly. Samuel gave a small nod.
Ava said nothing—but she understood.
While the rest of the club buzzed with rising energy, another group had already started wrapping up for the night. Raphael stood near the exit, one hand in his pocket, clearly done with the noise. Rafael stretched lazily beside him, muttering something about needing actual sleep. Angelo lingered for a second longer, glancing back toward the crowd—toward Jay and the others—before exhaling and turning away.
Tiger nudged Ion lightly. "Let's go before this gets worse."
Ion smirked. "Too late for that."
Lia shook her head, already walking ahead. "You all say that every time."
With that, they slipped out one by one—calm, composed, completely unaware of the absolute chaos they were leaving behind to their hotel rooms.
but noone noticed how many drinks jay drank till now
The music was still loud.
The lights were worse.
And Jay—
was completely gone.
She stood in the middle of the floor, swaying slightly… then suddenly straightened.
Too straight.
Samuel, sitting on the couch, squinted. "…why does that look familiar?"
Adam, beside him, holding his head, groaned. "Don't ask. My head already hurts."
Michael glanced at Jay once—then leaned back slowly.
"…oh no."
Across the floor—
Jay raised her hand dramatically.
"I need a—"
Felix froze. "NO."
"—VIRGIN!"
"OH COME ON—"
The entire Sec E erupted.
"She's doing it again—""BARAKUDA IS BACK—"
Jay stepped forward like she was on a stage, eyes intense, voice louder than necessary.
"I NEED A VIRGIN IN EXCHANGE FOR ETERNAL LIFE!"
Ci-N dropped to the floor laughing.
Samuel blinked slowly. "…is she serious?"
Adam pressed his fingers to his temples. "I can't even process this right now."
"YOU!" Jay pointed randomly.
David jumped back. "WHY ME—"
"YOU SHALL BE MY SACRIFICE!"
"NO I SHALL NOT—"
"RUN—"
Half of them scattered.
The other half stayed just to watch the chaos.
Jay turned again, scanning dramatically like she was searching for prey.
"I demand—obedience!"
"YOU DEMAND WATER—" Yuri shouted back.
"SHUT UP—"
From the couch, Samuel leaned forward slightly, still trying to focus. "…she wasn't like this before."
Adam shook his head. "I regret everything."
Ava, however—
was watching with complete calm.
Arms crossed. Expression unreadable.
Jay pointed again.
"I NEED A VIR—"
Ava cut in smoothly, not even raising her voice—
"Sacrifice yourself."
The entire group went silent for half a second.
Jay blinked. "…what?"
Ava tilted her head. "You're a virgin too, dumbo."
Dead. Silence.
Then—
"AYYYYYYY—""NO WAY—""EXPOSED—"
Jay froze.
Actually froze.
Her dramatic stance broke completely.
"…I—"
Even in her drunk state—
she blushed.
Hard.
"THAT DOESN'T COUNT—" she snapped, immediately defensive.
"IT COUNTS—" Felix shouted.
"IT DEFINITELY COUNTS—"
Adam choked on his drink. Samuel just stared, completely done.
Michael laughed under his breath.
Ava didn't even react—just watched her.
Jay pointed at her again, flustered now. "YOU—YOU CAN'T JUST—"
"I did," Ava said calmly.
Jay looked around—everyone staring, laughing, waiting—
and for the first time that night—
she had no comeback.
"…this is betrayal," she muttered.
"THIS IS JUSTICE—" someone yelled.
Eman, trying to escape attention, slowly stepped back—
"EMAN—"
He froze.
Jay's head snapped toward him.
"Oh."
Her eyes narrowed again.
Dangerously.
Eman whispered, "No."
Jay took one step forward.
"I have found my sacrifice."
"RUN—"
Eman bolted.
Jay chased him—still dramatic, still yelling nonsense—
while the rest of Sec E collapsed laughing all over again.
Back on the couch—
Adam leaned back, closing his eyes. "I'm never drinking again."
Samuel nodded slowly. "…same."
Michael smirked. "You say that now."
Jay's head snapped up again, eyes suddenly sharp like she'd just discovered something life-changing.
"I KNOW—" she pointed wildly—
Everyone froze.
Ava narrowed her eyes. "…don't."
Jay gasped like she'd cracked a secret.
"I KNOW YOU TOO—" she pointed at Ava, then turned dramatically—"AND YOU—" at Samuel—"AND YOU—" Adam—"AND YOU—" Michael—
The four of them blinked.
Jay raised both hands like a prophet.
"YOU ARE ALL VIRGINS!"
Dead. Silence.
Then—
"AYYYYYYYY—""NO WAY SHE SAID THAT—""WE ARE NOT SAFE—"
Adam choked. "WHAT—"
Samuel just closed his eyes. "…I'm going home."
Michael laughed, actually laughed.
Ava?
"…she's dead."
Jay pointed again, fully committed.
"I NEED ALL OF YOU FOR SACRIFICE—HAHAHA—"
"HEY—HANDLE HER—" Ava snapped immediately, stepping back. "OR SHE WILL KILL US."
From the side—
Keifer was laughing.
Not even hiding it.
"This is insane," he muttered, shaking his head.
Jay turned slowly.
Locked onto him.
Keifer stopped laughing.
"…oh no."
Jay smiled.
Dangerously.
"YOU—" she pointed at him—"YOU WILL LEAD THEM TO ME—"
"I will do no such thing—"
She took a step forward.
Keifer took one back.
"Okay—no—no—this is getting out of hand—"
He looked around. "Someone help—"
No one moved.
Everyone was laughing too hard.
"TRAITORS—"
Aries stepped in finally, grabbing Jay from one side before she could launch at someone again.
"Got her—"
"NO YOU DON'T—" Jay twisted immediately.
Keifer moved in cautiously, like he was approaching a wild animal.
"Jay…"
"DO NOT CALL ME THAT—"
"…Barakuda?"
She paused.
"…yes."
"Right," Keifer nodded quickly. "Barakuda, we should… relocate your sacrifices."
"That makes sense," she agreed instantly.
Aries blinked. "…that worked?"
"Don't question it—move—"
Together, they somehow managed to drag her toward the exit—Jay still pointing at random people.
"YOU—DON'T RUN—YOUR TIME WILL COME—"
"WE ARE RUNNING—" Percy shouted, already following behind them.
Yuri grabbed his jacket. "I'm not missing this—"
The group stumbled out of the club, half dragging, half guiding Jay, who was still fully in character.
"I DEMAND OBEDIENCE—"
"YOU DEMAND WATER—" Keifer muttered.
"SHUT UP—"
Aries laughed under his breath. "She's actually terrifying."
"She's drunk," Keifer replied. "…I think."
"YOU THINK?" Percy shouted from behind.
They reached the car somehow.
Getting her inside?
Even worse.
"I WILL NOT BE CONTAINED—"
"YOU WILL—"
"NO—"
"YES—"
Finally—
door shut.
Silence.
For two seconds.
Then from inside—
"I STILL NEED A VIRGIN—"
Keifer leaned his head against the car for a second.
"…I'm never letting her drink again."
From inside—
"LIAR—"
Percy burst out laughing. Yuri followed. Aries just shook his head.