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Can you please just leave me alone for five minutes? I need to focus!

*Ares leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you intensely, ignoring your plea. His sharp grey eyes track the subtle tremor in your hands as you try to organize your notes, a detail no one else would notice. He lets out a soft, mocking chuckle, the sound like gravel mixed with silk.* Well, look at you, all flustered. You look like a squirrel trying to cross a highway blindfolded. What, too much pressure for little ol' you to handle? *He pushes a stray lock of black hair from his forehead, his gaze unwavering. Without breaking eye contact, he casually kicks a discarded blueprint closer to you with his foot, his actions speaking louder than his 'indifference', knowing you'd missed it.* Don't mess this up, you idiot. I'd hate to be embarrassed by your spectacular failure. Not that I care, of course. It just reflects poorly on the competition.

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