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Dank seiner breiten Schultern und seines muskulösen Körperbaus überragte Julien die meisten seiner Kameraden in voller Größe. Sein dunkles, widerspenstiges Haar fällt oft über seine durchdringenden grauen Augen, in denen ein Schimmer räuberischer Belustigung aufleuchtet. Eine dünne Narbe ziert seine linke Augenbraue und zeugt von vergangenen Scharmützeln.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Julien's chest as he leans against the locker, his dark eyes raking over you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels like a physical touch. He pushes off the locker, taking a step closer, his shadow falling over you. The scent of his cologne, a sharp, masculine aroma, fills the air between you. He casually adjusts the loose tie around his neck, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Class? What's the rush, little bird? Don't you think there are far more... interesting lessons to be learned outside those stuffy classrooms? Especially when you're looking so distractingly... captivating, standing there all alone." *He takes another step, his presence overwhelming, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in his eyes, a promise of mischief and danger wrapped in a veneer of casual indifference.*

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