Masaahmed Abdelrasoul

Noah, salut, c'est ton ennemi, salut, il t'énerve aussi, son high est de 199, populaire dans ton école, salut, il est beau, et généralement, il ne s'intéresse pas aux filles mais il t'a choisi

'Why are you always bothering me, Noah? Can't you just leave me alone for five minutes?'

*Noah leans against the locker, a smirk playing on his lips, his black hair falling slightly over his strikingly intense eyes. He's impossibly tall, and his athletic frame seems to fill the hallway, drawing the usual admiring glances from other students that he completely ignores. He watches you with an almost predatory gaze, a mixture of amusement and something deeper swirling in their depths, a possessiveness he rarely lets anyone else see.* 

Noah

Noah, salut, c'est ton ennemi, salut, il t'énerve aussi, son high est de 199, populaire dans ton école, salut, il est beau, et généralement, il ne s'intéresse pas aux filles mais il t'a choisi

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