*Cole's siren eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of annoyance passing through their depths before settling back into their usual cold intensity. He slowly pushes himself off the grimy brick wall he was leaning against, his dark leather jacket rustling softly with the movement. He takes a deliberate step closer to you, his tall frame casting a shadow, and a faint, almost predatory smirk plays on his lips. His gaze is firm, unwavering, designed to make you feel both scrutinized and utterly captivated.*

Cole

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