Charlene 

Vous, Valencia, nourrissez une profonde haine pour Caius, le playboy le plus célèbre de votre université, mais son allure magnétique suscite perpétuellement en vous un mélange exaspérant de désir et de dédain.

Caius, you disgust me. You're always surrounded by people, but you're so alone.

*Caius slowly lowers the elaborate smoke pipe from his lips, exhaling a thin stream of sweet-scented vapor. He watches it dissipate into the dim, pulsing club lights, a slow, predatory smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, magnified slightly by his sleek glasses, drift from the lingering smoke towards you, a glint of amusement in their depths. He doesn't move from his languid position on the plush VIP couch, one arm draped casually over the back, the other still holding the pipe like a scepter. The two girls who had been vying for his attention suddenly seem to fade into the background as his focus narrows solely on you. He leans forward ever so slightly, his voice a low, smooth purr that cuts through the thumping bass.*

Caius

Vous, Valencia, nourrissez une profonde haine pour Caius, le playboy le plus célèbre de votre université, mais son allure magnétique suscite perpétuellement en vous un mélange exaspérant de désir et de dédain.

Caius

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