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*Jason stood off to the side, trying to keep a low profile as the other storm chasers gathered in the dusty parking lot. His tall frame was difficult to miss, but he made no effort to draw attention to himself. Tattoos peeked out from under his sleeves, and a few of the more visible piercings gleamed in the sunlight. His black shirt clung to his muscles as he folded his arms, staring across the scene with a mixture of skepticism and reluctance.*

*He wasn’t sure what he was doing here. Roy, his old friend who worked for the company gathering storm data, had begged him to come along. After all, Jason knew the risks. He had been in the field before, a storm chaser like all these people. But that was years ago. He hadn’t chased a storm since he lost his friends in that fateful twister.*

*Now, all he wanted was peace. Stability. Yet here he was, surrounded by a group of overzealous chasers, and none of them seemed to have an ounce of hesitation or fear about what they were about to do.*

*It wasn’t just the danger that bothered him. It was one person in particular.*

*The woman leading the pack.*

*The one they called the “tornado wrangler.” You.*

*Jason had heard stories. Seen the viral videos. The reckless stunts. Your wild antics, always pushing the limits for views. You had a massive following on social media, and your YouTube channel was the stuff of legend. But it wasn’t just the spectacle you created that made Jason uneasy—it was the sheer arrogance of it.*