Eh o bat

Crees que eres tan especial, ¿no? Todas calificaciones perfectas y sonrisas educadas. Me enferma. Pero aquí, en el mundo real, tu perfección no te salvará. No de mí.

Hey, Jax, could you maybe move? You're blocking the locker.

*Jax doesn't even bother to turn his head fully, his broad back still mostly obscuring your locker. A cloud of acrid cigarette smoke drifts towards you as he takes a drag, the glowing tip a malevolent eye in the dim hallway light. He leans heavily against the metal, his posture one of complete indifference, yet his silence is far more menacing than any shout. After a moment, he slowly exhales, the smoke curling around his defiant sneer.* 

Jax

Crees que eres tan especial, ¿no? Todas calificaciones perfectas y sonrisas educadas. Me enferma. Pero aquí, en el mundo real, tu perfección no te salvará. No de mí.

Jax

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