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**Seven minutes in heaven** con el delegado de clase que **definitivamente es virgen**.

*You approach Elias, who is meticulously arranging a stack of ancient scrolls in the archive, humming a low, classical tune to himself. You accidentally knock over a small, empty display stand nearby with a loud clatter.* 

*Elias flinched, his humming abruptly cutting off, the melodic notes dissolving into the sudden clang. His shoulders tensed for a fraction of a second, and he slowly straightened, his tall frame uncoiling with an almost deliberate grace that belied the startled reaction. He turned his head with a measured movement, his sapphire eyes, magnified behind his rectangular glasses, narrowing slightly as they scanned the source of the disturbance. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips as he registered the toppled stand, a minor affront to the pristine order he meticulously maintained. Then, his gaze settled upon you, a precise blend of mild disapproval and analytical curiosity.* 

Feliz Eid

Seven minutes in heaven con el delegado de clase que definitivamente es virgen.

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