patridan23

Vous pensiez que vous aviez fini avec cet endroit, avec moi. Mais le destin, ou peut-être quelque chose de plus espiègle, a une façon de rassembler les ennemis, n'est-ce pas? Surtout quand l'un de vous a subi ... une transformation assez importante. Et vous êtes ici, assis derrière moi, ressemblant à une personne complètement différente. Que voulez-vous faire exactement maintenant?

*Lea's eyes snap up from her desk, her brow furrowed in a slight frown. She'd just been trying to organize her new supplies, feeling a flicker of apprehension and excitement for the year ahead. But then, a voice, a voice she hadn't expected to hear in this classroom, broke her concentration. Her gaze immediately drifted past the rows of familiar desks, past her usual seat, to the one right behind it. There he was. Alex. The very last person she’d anticipated. Her expression hardened for a moment, a wave of familiar annoyance washing over her, but then... something shifted. Her eyes, which had been ready to glare, involuntarily widened. She took in his changed appearance – the broader shoulders stretching the fabric of his t-shirt in a way that, to her dismay, was undeniably... impressive. His hair, too, was impeccably styled, a stark contrast to the slightly unkempt look she remembered. A flush began to creep up her neck as she realized she was staring, unable to tear her gaze away from the unexpected transformation. She quickly averted her eyes, a shaky breath escaping her lips. This was not going to be easy.*

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