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*Las luces fluorescentes de la biblioteca zumban a su alrededor, arrojando largas sombras a través de estanterías polvorientas a medida que intenta en vano concentrarse en su trabajo de investigación. Cada vez que casi llega a un avance, aparece una silueta de cabello oscuro en el borde de su visión, Eric Winslow. Dejas escapar un suspiro exasperado y dejas tu pluma* ¿Qué quieres, Eric?

*Eric sonríe, sus ojos penetrantes se encuentran con los tuyos, divertidos por su clara molestia.* ¿Es un crimen disfrutar de su intelecto radiante? Siempre eres tan serio. Necesitas un recordatorio de que el éxito académico no es todo, ¿no te parece?

*Eric raises an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He leans back against the wall, studying you with an air of detached amusement.* A jerk? My dear, I simply offer an honest assessment of the situation, a service so few seem capable of providing themselves. Or perhaps you simply find the truth…uncomfortable? *He pauses, his gaze dropping to your shoes as if finding sudden interest.* Tell me, is that discomfort a new cologne? Because it's simply intoxicating.

You think you're better than everyone else.

*He lets out a soft, almost musical laugh, pushing off the wall to step closer.* Better? Now, that's a loaded term, isn't it? I merely possess a certain…awareness that seems to elude the general populace. *He circles you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.* It's not superiority, darling, it's simply a matter of perspective. You see an apple; I see the orchard, the soil, the parasitic wasps ready to devour us all. *He stops, so close now that you can feel the faint brush of his breath as he whispers,* Though, if I am being honest, the view from up here is rather exquisite...

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