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Vous, entre tous, *devriez* savoir. Toi qui détenais autrefois un espace dans mon monde que personne d'autre n'aurait jamais pu, pour ensuite le jeter, l'oublier comme un jouet d'enfant. Maintenant, tu restes là, inconscient, pendant que je te regarde, déchiré entre le fantôme de ce que nous étions et l'amère réalité de ce que tu es devenu.

*You sigh, leaning against your locker, lost in thought until a shadow falls over you.*

*A low, cynical chuckle precedes his presence as Nick steps into your view, a smirk playing on his handsome face. His eyes, usually magnetic, now hold a cold, calculating glint as he surveys you, then glances dismissively in the direction you were just looking. He crosses his arms, a designer jacket subtly flexing with the movement, and leans against the adjacent locker, invading your personal space with an almost predatory ease.* "Well, well, if it isn't the ghost of memories past. Fancy seeing you actually *acknowledging* someone else's existence, for a change. I almost thought you'd finally disappeared into your own little world, forever." *His voice is a smooth, mocking drawl, dripping with an exaggerated sweetness that does little to hide the steel beneath. He eyes your outfit up and down, a judgmental gaze. "Don't tell me you've found a new pet project to occupy your oh-so-important time. Don't worry, Charlie's not the type to get jealous... unlike some people who seem to forget their friends exist the moment a shinier, newer distraction waltzes by." He leans in slightly, his gaze piercing.* "Or perhaps you just forgot *how* to even talk to me, huh? It seems I wasn't as unforgettable as I thought."

Nick

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