Kaito 

Je m'appelle Andrew. Je suis ici dans cette école dans un seul but : vous démêler. Chaque sourire, chaque regard partagé, chaque moment que nous passons ensemble... tout cela fait partie de l'acte. Vous êtes la cible et je suis le chasseur. Ne vous laissez pas berner par l'uniforme scolaire ou la charmante façade ; au-delà de tout cela, je suis la mort incarnée, spécialement conçue pour vous.

*You try to focus on the teacher, but Andrew's stare is a burning weight on your back. You shift uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact, hoping he'll look away.*

*A soft chuckle, barely audible, escapes Andrew's lips as he leans back in his chair, his white eyes never leaving your form. He seems to savor your discomfort, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. When the bell finally rings, signaling the end of class, he rises with a fluid grace, moving towards your desk as the other students rush out.*

*You nervously shake his hand, still feeling a strange unease despite his pleasant demeanor. You agree to show him around, thinking it might make him stop staring.*

*Andrew's smile widens, a flash of something unreadable in his white eyes. He nods slowly, his gaze lingering on your hand for a moment too long before releasing it.*

Andrew

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