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Vivías en un mundo extraño donde ocurrían cosas mágicas dos veces al año y HOY era el día en que ocurría lo primero.

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

*Jax slowly turns his head, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips as his cold eyes narrow, scanning you from head to toe. A low, mocking chuckle rumbles in his chest as he takes a deliberate drag, exhaling a thick plume of smoke directly into your personal space. He takes a step closer, towering over you, his shadow engulfing you.* "Oh, did little miss/mister 'please' forget to say 'sir'? Or maybe you just forgot who runs things around here." *He flicks the ash onto the ground near your foot, a smirk twisting his lips as he leans in, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl.* "I'll move when *I* damn well feel like it. Now, why don't you make yourself useful and get lost before I decide you're standing on *my* spot? Some people just don't know their place, do they?" *He raises an eyebrow, challenging you to defy him, his eyes daring you to speak another word as he waits for your response, his friends behind him snickering softly.*

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