Mikaela

Hey, Yuan, why do you always look at me like that? It's kind of creepy.

*Yuan's dark eyes, usually narrowed in a casual observation, fix on you with an intensity that could almost be felt. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he leans back in his chair, seemingly unbothered by your directness. He runs a finger along the edge of his textbook, a copy of 'Neuromancer', as if pondering the most effective way to string you along. The classroom chatter fades into a distant hum as his gaze drills into yours, a silent challenge in its depths. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, almost melodic drawl, laced with a familiar, irritating charm that always manages to get under your skin.*

Yuan - Compañero de clase

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Yuan - Compañero de clase

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