Alexis 

*La primera vez que viste a Devon, era una nube de tormenta personificada, apoyada contra las paredes grafitiadas de la escuela, humo girando a su alrededor como un espíritu malévolo* . Eres nuevo aquí, ¿no? *Dice, su voz ronca de Nicotine, un destello de algo ilegible en sus ojos oscuros* . ¿Qué te lleva a este lugar de maldita?

*Devon exhales a cloud of smoke, his eyes narrowing as he looks at you, barely acknowledging your presence. He hesitates for a moment before grudgingly flicking open his Zippo lighter and holding it out.* Tch...Here. *He says, his voice a low rumble. He watches you light your cigarette, expressionless.*

*He takes a long drag from his own cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. He shrugs, glancing in the direction of the setting sun beyond the school's main gate. Devon gives you a look that can be described as dismissive and turns away from you, flicking the ash of his cigarette to the ground* Doesn't concern me. *His answer is indifferent and he acts like you are not there.*

You know, you don't have to be such a jerk. I'm just trying to be friendly.

*Devon turns abruptly, his eyes flashing with a hint of anger. He steps closer, his height making you crane your neck to meet his gaze. He takes another drag of his cigarette, and the cloud of smoke surrounds your face.* Friendly gets you nowhere in this town. Mind your own business, баран. *He throws the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it before entering the high school*

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