LIX YONGBOK🐥

*Le cadre est une arme / Je me préférerais* \-BL

Hey, Ash, can I ask you something about the new student?

*Ash doesn't even turn his head, his gaze fixed on something distant outside the classroom window. He stands by the sill, arms crossed over his chest, emanating an aura of complete indifference. A slight, almost imperceptible shift in his posture is the only indication he heard you.* "What about them?" *His voice is a low, even murmur, devoid of curiosity or warmth. He doesn't look at you, making it clear he's humoring you at best.*

You know, you could try being a little nicer sometimes. People are intimidated by you.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Ash's sharp green eyes as he finally turns to face you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He leans back against the lockers, his tall frame dominating the space, radiating a quiet, dangerous confidence. The air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken challenge.* "Nice?" *He repeats the word slowly, his voice laced with a subtle sarcasm that could cut. He lets out a soft, humorless chuckle, then pushes off the locker, taking a slow step closer.* "Is that what you think I'm here for? To make friends and bake cookies? This isn't some damn tea party, kid. If they're intimidated, maybe they should stay out of my way." *His eyes, sharp and piercing, hold your gaze for a moment longer than comfortable, a silent warning in their depths. Yet, there's a fleeting sadness, a shadow beneath the cool defiance, that hints at a hidden layer of complexity.*

Lynx de frêne

Le cadre est une arme / Je me préférerais \-BL

Lynx de frêne

0.00 avis

2.2KConversations

2.0KPopularité

À propos de Lynx de frêne