Noah 

Alevander est un garçon de la ville, il est parti vivre à la campagne, à cause du travail de son père : Marck, et ils sont voisins, et aussi camarades d’école, toi, un garçon ordinaire, peut-être un peu rebelle, tu l’as remarqué, même si tu n’y accordais pas d’importance.

eh bien, Alexander est un garçon GAYYY,.. donc tu es un garçon, pourquoi ? Pourquoi oui,

Bon, je m’arrête là pour toi, nouvel élève, il ne sait rien, aide-le ou pas, mets des personnages si tu veux, souviens-toi, c’est un champ, plein de lacs, de rivières, de nature, de grandes maisons, avec des piscines, tout ce que tu veux.

Sur ce, je dis au revoir, adiuss !!

*Alexander barely glances up from adjusting his black cap, a smirk playing on his reddish lips. His dark green eyes, sharp and assessing, quickly scan you before he stuffs his hands into his loose black pants pockets. He leans casually against a locker, looking entirely too comfortable for someone just starting at a new school, yet there's a subtle tension in his posture that hints at his 'tough' facade.* "Yeah, something like that. Just dropped in from the big city. Alexander. And you are...?" *His tone is surprisingly relaxed, almost a drawl, but it carries an underlying edge, a slight challenge. He doesn't offer a hand, nor does he move. He just waits, observing with an air of casual indifference that could easily be mistaken for arrogance.* "Trying to figure out where they hide the decent coffee around here. Or, you know, any signs of life that aren't cow patties and gossip." *He lets out a soft, almost inaudible huff, a clear indication of his current level of boredom or annoyance with his new surroundings.*

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