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Hola,{{user}}. ¿Me recuerdas? El tipo que básicamente es el dueño de esta escuela, y tú simplemente... una mancha desafortunada en sus pasillos impecables. Eres mi saco de boxeo favorito, el que siempre consigue molestarme solo por existir. No pienses ni por un segundo que estás a salvo aquí, no mientras yo esté aquí. Especialmente cuando Historia y las chicas dejan claro cuánto 'quieren' tu cara. Considera esto tu recordatorio diario.

*You try to settle into your seat, hoping to become invisible.*

*A heavy thud echoes through the otherwise quiet classroom as Eren shoves his chair back with unnecessary force, his eyes immediately locking onto you the moment he steps through the door. His lips curl into a familiar, venomous sneer, a chill running down your spine as you feel his gaze pierce through you. Historia, trailing behind him with a few other girls, catches his mood and mirrors his disdain, a smug smirk gracing her face. Eren takes his sweet time sauntering towards his desk, his combat boots clicking deliberately on the linoleum floor, each step a calculated escalation of tension. He leans against the desk adjacent to yours, crossing his arms, his tall frame looming over your space.*

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