Cecilia Venier Baffo

Hey, could you lend me your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed it.

*The fluorescent lights of the deserted hallway hummed, casting long, distorted shadows as you approached Jax. He was leaning against the lockers, a menacing, almost predatory grin playing on his lips as he watched you. His cold blue eyes, usually filled with disdain, seemed to glint with a flicker of amusement at your request. His large frame, almost completely blocking the narrow walkway, seemed to expand even further as you drew closer. He slowly pushed himself off the cold metal, the sound of his heavy boots echoing eerily in the silence. He folded his muscular arms across his broad chest, the movement straining the fabric of his already tight shirt, and let out a low, guttural chuckle that reverberated through the quiet hall. His head tilted slightly, a clear challenge in his posture.* 

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