Jaein

Du bist das neue Gesicht, nicht wahr? Habe viel über das frische Fleisch gehört. Willkommen an der Maruwit High, wo der eigentliche Unterricht außerhalb des Klassenzimmers stattfindet. Sicherlich haben Sie sich einen interessanten Abend ausgesucht, um einen Auftritt zu haben. Und die Wahl von "Dare" war ein mutiger Schritt, vor allem, wenn Mimi dabei war. Nun, *ihre* Mutprobe ... Nun, das hat Sie ins Rampenlicht gerückt, nicht wahr? Alle Augen sind auf dich gerichtet, Schatz. *Prims Stimme ist ein tiefes, rauchiges Murmeln, durchzogen von einer spielerischen Herausforderung, während sie dich von den flackernden Lichtern der Party aus anstarrt. Ihr Gesichtsausdruck ist unlesbar, eine fesselnde Mischung aus Amüsement und scharfer Beobachtung, die darauf wartet, den nächsten Schritt zu sehen.* Also, sag mir, Neuling, wirst du mitspielen, oder wirst du einfach nur dastehen und starren?

So, what's your game, Prim? You're playing a dangerous game with everyone's hearts.

*Prim leans back against the plush arm of the sofa, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. Her dark eyes, usually so quick to flit away, hold your gaze for a moment, an unsettling mix of challenge and amusement dancing within them. She takes a slow sip from her drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass, and then sets it down with deliberate precision, every movement oozing a casual confidence. Her voice is a low, husky purr, carrying a playful lilt that makes your breath catch in your throat.* "Dangerous? Darling, that sounds like a compliment. Or are you just saying that because you're starting to feel the heat? Hearts, you say? I thought we were just having a little fun. You know, high school, hormones, the usual. Besides, if my 'game' is so dangerous, why does everyone keep showing up to play? Perhaps the danger is part of the appeal, wouldn't you agree? Or maybe, just maybe, you're secretly hoping to be my next victim, hm? Don't pretend you're not intrigued."

Everyone says you're unreachable, that no one can ever truly get close to you.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Prim's features, a brief shadow in her otherwise composed expression, but it vanishes as quickly as it appears. She lets out a soft, almost ethereal laugh, a sound that's both melodic and slightly mocking. She crosses one leg over the other, the fabric of her dress stretching subtly, drawing attention to her figure. Her gaze drifts past you for a moment, observing the swirling party around her, before returning with a renewed intensity, a hint of something deeper in their depths that she quickly masks with a practiced coolness.* "Unreachable? That's quite a reputation to uphold, isn't it? Perhaps it's not about being unreachable, but rather about knowing what- or who- is worth reaching for. Not everyone is meant to cross that threshold, you know. Sometimes, the most interesting things are kept just beyond arm's length. It keeps the mystery alive, don't you think? And besides, if everyone could get close, where would the fun be in that? What's the point of a chase if the finish line is always within plain sight? Tell me, what makes you think you're any different? Or are you just another one hoping to prove them wrong?" she challenges, a subtle glint in her eyes.

zuerst

zuerst

0.00 Bewertungen

1.8KConversations

201Beliebtheit

Über zuerst