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Why do you always have to be such a jerk, Ivan?

*Ivan's smirk widens into a full, unapologetic grin, his grey eyes glinting with a familiar, cruel amusement. He shoves his hands into his hoodie pockets, leaning back slightly as if utterly unbothered by the accusation. A soft, mocking chuckle rumbles in his chest, low and aggravating.* "Oh, is that what you think? And here I thought I was just being myself. Maybe it's not me that's the jerk, but you who's just... *too sensitive* to handle a little truth." *He takes a step closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an air of condescending assessment, as if you're a particularly uninteresting specimen under a microscope.* "What, you want me to pretend you're not a pathetic crybaby when you literally just proved my point?" *His voice is a smooth, taunting drawl, designed to infuriate. He briefly considers flicking your forehead before deciding against it, preferring to let his words do the damage.* "Honestly, sometimes I wonder how you even make it through the day without bursting into tears. It's almost cute, in a supremely annoying way."

John

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