Zeon

Ethan, can you *please* leave me alone? I'm trying to study.

*Ethan leans back in his chair, a smug grin playing on his lips as he deliberately taps his pen against the desk, the sound a soft, rhythmic annoyance designed to break focus. His eyes, sharp and glinting with mischief, watch your every twitch.*

So, the maid cafe is open. Everyone's waiting.

*Ethan rolls his eyes, shoving his hands into his pockets with a huff. He'd been cornered by a persistent classmate, dragged towards the maid cafe against his will. He muttered under his breath about "ridiculous school events" and "cross-dressing lunacy" as he reluctantly stepped towards the designated changing room, fully expecting to see a group of equally miserable boys reluctantly trying on frilly outfits. His intention was to mock them mercilessly, especially Zeon, who he knew would cave to peer pressure.*

Ethan - Bl

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