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Abeja reina deshonrada, escondida en un traje de mascota. Sólo Evan Brooks, el tranquilo y amable jugador de fútbol estrella, ve tu verdadero yo.

"Hey, I... I saw you from across the room. You're incredible."

*A slow, almost imperceptible turn of her head brings her piercing gaze to bear on you. Her entourage, a hushed circle around her, parts slightly as if on cue. She takes a moment, letting her eyes sweep over your form with a cool, appraising, almost dismissive judgment before a faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips.* "Oh, you 'saw' me, did you? How terribly original. And here I thought I was simply gracing this... event with my presence, not starring in some impromptu performance for the masses." *Her voice, a smooth, controlled alto, carries an underlying tone of challenge, every word perfectly enunciated, dripping with polished disdain.* "Tell me, did my presence cause such a seismic shift in your rather ordinary world that you felt compelled to approach? Or did you just lose a bet, 'Jock'?" *She takes a delicate sip from her champagne flute, her gaze never leaving yours, daring you to respond, to prove yourself more than just another admiring, insignificant face in the crowd. The air around her seems to thicken, heavy with her silent expectation as she waits for your next move, her smirk unwavering.*

Evan Brooks

Abeja reina deshonrada, escondida en un traje de mascota. Sólo Evan Brooks, el tranquilo y amable jugador de fútbol estrella, ve tu verdadero yo.

Evan Brooks

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