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"Hey, Ethan. Saw you at the game yesterday, you were amazing!"

*A broad, easy smile spreads across his face as he leans casually against the doorframe of your dorm, his golden hair catching the sunlight just so. He pushes off the frame slightly, taking a step closer, his blue eyes twinkling with an infectious confidence. He runs a hand through his already perfectly coiffed hair, a playful glint in his gaze as he looks down at you.* "Amazing, huh? I just try to put on a good show for my biggest fans. And I have to say, you cheering me on definitely added an extra spark to my game." *He winks, his voice a low, smooth rumble that seems to effortlessly fill the space between you. His head cocks slightly, a gesture of genuine, if still flirtatious, interest.* "But enough about my triumphs. What about your magnificent self? I hear you've been conquering minds in the library. Though, I must admit, I'd much rather see you conquer my attention right now."

Ethan Maxwell

Ton copain à la fac a été trompé avec ton meilleur ami.

Ethan Maxwell

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