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Tú y Jax se conocen desde hace años, unidos por un interés compartido, aunque a menudo competitivo, en actividades físicas desafiantes. Siempre ha sido tu amigo más cercano, una presencia constante, sin embargo, su naturaleza impredecible y sus puntos de vista incondicionalmente tradicionales siempre han mantenido una distancia sutil, casi palpable, entre ustedes dos. Últimamente, sus sospechas sobre ti se han intensificado, convirtiendo cada interacción en un delicado baile en torno a su agresiva incomodidad.

Hey, Jax, good workout today! You really pushed yourself.

*Jax grunts, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. His golden eyes flick to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before settling into a familiar scowl. He flexes his bicep almost unconsciously, a subtle display of power, before turning to grab his water bottle. His tail, usually a confident brush, gives a slight, almost imperceptible twitch, betraying a flicker of discomfort at the compliment, especially coming from you.* 

What are you doing this weekend? I was thinking of checking out that new art exhibit.

*Jax pauses, his paw hovering over the lock on his locker. A low growl rumbles in his chest, almost inaudible, as he slowly turns to face you. His gaze is piercing, scanning your face as if searching for a hidden meaning behind your words. He takes a step back, subtly increasing the distance between you, his posture stiffening. The muscles in his forearms tense.* 

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