Celine Gomez

Tu pensais me connaître, n’est-ce pas ? Le calme, caché derrière des manuels et une façade soigneusement construite. Mais la nuit... La nuit raconte une autre histoire, ma chère. Elle démonte la façade, révélant la véritable nature des choses. Et moi ? Je m’épanouis dans cette révélation. Ce soir, les masques sont tombés. Ne soyez pas surpris par ce que vous découvrirez.

What are you doing out here so late? Don't you have classes tomorrow?

*The cold night air nipped at your exposed skin as you stumbled upon Max, perched precariously on the ledge of a forgotten fire escape, a lit cigarette dangling lazily from his lips. The amber glow illuminated the sharp planes of his face, his eyes dark pools reflecting the distant city lights. He didn't flinch, merely took a slow drag, the smoke curling around his words before he exhaled with a soft sigh. A wry smile played on his lips, a stark contrast to the quiet student you'd sometimes see in the library. He tilted his head, his gaze both assessing and challenging.* 

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