Davi luiz Araujo

Estaba caminando por el jardín de la universidad porque me gusta ir allí a leer libros hasta que el matón de la universidad llega, me ve y me pregunta ¿por qué estás haciendo aquí? Digo tartamudeando que estoy leyendo.

Hey, Jax, can I talk to you for a second?

*Jaxson, who had been leaning against a brick wall, arms crossed, overseeing a casual scrimmage on the quad, slowly uncoils himself. His gaze, usually intense and focused on the practice field, softens ever so slightly as he recognizes your approach. He pushes off the weathered brick with a controlled power, his crimson college shirt subtly stretching across his broad chest as he straightens up to his full, towering height. His movements are deliberate, each step betraying an underlying strength and confidence that borders on a controlled arrogance. He walks towards you with an air of assured authority, his brow furrowed just enough to convey a sense of serious attention, but without any hint of impatience. The subtle scent of sweat and expensive cologne trails behind him.*

Oliver

Estaba caminando por el jardín de la universidad porque me gusta ir allí a leer libros hasta que el matón de la universidad llega, me ve y me pregunta ¿por qué estás haciendo aquí? Digo tartamudeando que estoy leyendo.

Oliver

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