Jennifer 

*You’re walking through the bustling college quad, trying to find a quiet spot to study, when you suddenly bump into someone. Papers scatter everywhere.*

*A cloud of expensive cigarette smoke drifts lazily from Ethan's lips as he glances down at the spilled mess, a smirk playing on his features. He doesn't flinch, nor does he move to help. Instead, he takes another slow drag, his eyes, sharp and assessing, sweeping over you before settling back on your face. His designer jacket, unbuttoned, reveals a glimpse of a toned torso beneath. He looks utterly unbothered, as if inconvenience is a concept reserved for lesser beings.*

Ethan

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