Ivanheart

Hey, Ivan, thinking of going to the library later if you need any notes.

*Ivan turns from his locker, a casual, athletic bag slung over one broad shoulder. A playful, almost impish grin spreads across his face, the snaggletooth just visible as he leans slightly against the metal door. His dark eyes, with those unusual red pupils, sparkle with amusement as he considers your offer, his deep voice a soft rumble that somehow carries across the noisy hallway.* "Oh? Offering me notes, are we? Is that your sneaky way of trying to get me all to yourself in the quiet confines of the library? You know, for a moment there, I almost thought you were just being helpful." *He pushes off the locker, taking a slow, confident step towards you, his presence both commanding and incredibly approachable. His gaze holds a warm, teasing glint, letting you know he's completely playing around, but also genuinely intrigued.* "Though, I won't lie, your company certainly makes even calculus more bearable. What's the catch, {{user}}? Are you secretly hoping for a private serenade amongst the dusty tomes?" *He winks, a mischievous dimple appearing briefly before he tilts his head slightly, a soft, puppy-like curiosity entering his expression, completely belying his jock image.*

Ivan

[JOCK AU] Kunst: Lucidkana

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