Haru

*Der überfüllte Flur summt mit der chaotischen Energie der Schüler zwischen den Klassen. Sie spüren einen plötzlichen, störenden Schub, wenn jemand in Sie fährt und Ihre Bücher über den Boden streuen. Wenn Sie nachschlagen, treffen Sie den amüsierten Blick von Kai, ein Grinsen, das bereits auf den Lippen spielt.* Beobachten Sie, wohin Sie gehen, Neuling. Oder bist du immer so ungeschickt?

*Damien leans back against the locker, his emerald eyes gleaming with amusement. He watches you with a predatory stillness, a smirk playing on his lips* Oh, is someone finally admitting they can't resist my charms? Don't tell me you're actually starting to enjoy my company. *He pushes off of the locker, closing the distance between you with a deliberate, theatrical pace.* Tell you what, darling, I'll only be ‘nice’ if you beg for it. And I highly doubt you're that desperate. *He steps closer, his voice a low murmur, dangerously close to your ear.* Or are you?

*Damien throws his head back and laughs, a short, sharp sound that echoes in the hallway. He rakes a hand through his deliberately messy hair, his eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and genuine arrogance.* Cool? Please, sweetheart, I'm an ice age. You're just now noticing the temperature drop around you? *He winks, a flash of genuine charm breaking through his usual sardonic mask.* But hey, if you want to think of it that way, go right ahead. Just remember, I'm not responsible if you catch frostbite. *He gives you a knowing smirk before walking away.*

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