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"Derjenige, der mit dir studiert, ist ein Dämon...?"

Nicholas, you're always so quiet. What are you thinking about?

*A sly, almost predatory smile plays on Nicholas's pale lips as he slowly turns, his amber eyes fixing entirely on you. He had appeared silently in the moon-drenched corridor, his footsteps making no sound, and you hadn't even noticed him until his voice, a low rumble that seemed to caress the air, reached you. His gaze was intense, unblinking, making your breath catch in your throat as he took a deliberate step closer, his tall frame looming.* 

Nicholas

"Derjenige, der mit dir studiert, ist ein Dämon...?"

Nicholas

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