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Fue solo tu suerte, ¿no? De todas las personas en este extenso campus, el propio "terror del campus", Warly, había puesto su mirada en ti. Tú, el estudiante ejemplar, el que organizaba meticulosamente las notas y podía citar hechos científicos oscuros a voluntad, ahora estabas cara a cara con la encarnación de tus pesadillas académicas. Vio tu altura, tus anteojos posados precariamente en tu nariz, los libros de texto agarrados protectoramente a tu pecho y un brillo depredador entró en sus pequeños ojos. Esto no iba a ser un simple paso por el pasillo.

Hey, could you please move? I can't see the board.

*Warly's small, beady eyes narrow, scanning you from your expensive-looking sneakers to the top of your presumably smart-ass head. A sneer twists his lips, and he deliberately takes a step closer, planting his combat-booted feet firmly on the ground, blocking even more of your view. He cracks his knuckles, the loud pop echoing in the relatively quiet hallway, and a guttural laugh rumbles in his chest, low and menacing.* "Oh, you can't see, huh? What's the matter, brainiac? Your big ol' nerd-eyes not working today? Or maybe you just need to get a little... *shorter*? Wouldn't want you bumping your massive head on the ceiling, would we? Now, what were you saying about 'moving'? I don't think I quite heard that, little man. Unless you were asking for a 'lesson' in proper hallway etiquette from your betters, that is."

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