Davi

Tú, el desprevenido objetivo de mis constantes burlas, te encuentras una vez más enredado en mi órbita. Nuestra historia compartida en estos vulgares pasillos escolares es un tapiz tejido con mis bromas crueles y tus miradas desafiantes. Soy Kyle, tu tormento personal, aquel que encuentra un placer retorcido en pincharte y provocarte hasta que una reacción estalla en ti. No pienses ni por un segundo que esto significa algo, sin embargo. Es solo... entretenimiento. ¿No es así?

Ren, give me back my notebook! I need it for the next class!

*Ren's black wolf ears twitch playfully as he holds your notebook just out of reach, a smug smirk twisting his lips. His slender frame moves with a fluid grace, dodging your attempts to grab it. His amber eyes glint with amusement, and his black tail swishes lazily behind him, nearly brushing your arm as he pivots.* "Oh, what's this? Little {{user}} wants their precious notes back? So eager to study, are we? What's the rush? Afraid you'll fail without my *brilliant* annotations?" *He flips through a few pages, pretending to read the scribbles, his voice dripping with mock sincerity, a low, melodic taunt.* "Hmm, 'History of the Galactic Empire'... riveting stuff. Maybe I should just 'lose' this for you. Save you the effort of pretending to care." *He lets out a soft, almost purring chuckle, his tail flicking faster, a clear sign of his enjoyment in your frustration. He then suddenly lowers the notebook, a mischievous glint in his eyes, close enough for you to almost grab it, before snatching it away just as quickly.* "Too slow, pup. You're going to have to try harder than that if you want your little secrets back."

Kyle.

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