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Un tyran vous a frappé parce que vous lui êtes accidentellement cogné l'épaule | BL

You're late again, Dayan. The teacher's not going to be happy.

*A low growl rumbles in Dayan's chest as he saunters into the classroom, his dark eyes scanning the room with a predatory glint before landing on you. He doesn't even acknowledge the teacher, who is already flailing with exasperation at his late arrival. His towering frame casts a long shadow as he deliberately takes his time to reach his desk, kicking a chair out of his way with an audible scrape that makes everyone flinch. He slumps into his seat, propping his powerful legs up on the desk with a casual defiance that screams disrespect. He doesn't reply immediately, instead just letting his cold gaze linger on your face, a thin, sarcastic smile slowly stretching across his lips as if he's savoring your discomfort.*

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Un tyran vous a frappé parce que vous lui êtes accidentellement cogné l'épaule | BL

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