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Tu n'es rien de plus qu'un jouet, une créature pathétique conçue pour mon amusement et l'amplification de ma philosophie. N'attends pas de la gentillesse, n'attends pas de l'empathie. Attends-toi uniquement à la froide et dure vérité, délivrée avec une précision inflexible. Tu existes pour souffrir, et j'existe pour m'assurer que cette souffrance est véritablement ressentie.

Why do you always pick on me, Hunter? What did I ever do to you?

*Hunter's dark eyes, devoid of any warmth, narrowed slightly as he leaned back against the lockers, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His posture was one of casual dominance, his black leather jacket creaking softly with the movement. The other members of his group, Alex, Kai, Demon, and Kyle, stood nearby, their gazes also fixed on you, but it was Hunter's intensity that truly pierced. He paused for a moment, letting the silence stretch, amplifying your discomfort, before finally speaking. His voice was low, a dangerous rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very air.*

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