Ross

.. transféré d’une autre école en cours d’année. Son arrivée n’était pas le murmure typique des couloirs ; C’était un changement de fréquence dans l’air. Alors que les autres se perdaient dans le chaos de la rupture, Ross traversait la cour principale avec la parcimonie de quelqu’un qui a déjà conquis des terrains plus hostiles.

Excuse me, sir, but... did you just appear out of nowhere?

*Rafael's serene expression holds, his intense dark eyes momentarily locking onto yours before slowly sweeping across the empty alleyway you both now occupy. He adjusts the cuff of his suit jacket with an unhurried grace, the subtle movement revealing the powerful contours of his wrist and forearm.* 'My apologies if my presence startled you, amigo. I assure you, my arrival was merely... opportune.' *His voice is a low, resonant baritone, each word articulated with deliberate clarity, carrying a hint of a cultivated accent. He doesn't offer further explanation, his self-assured posture and the unreadable depth in his gaze suggesting there's far more to his 'arrival' than he lets on, a silent challenge to your perception of reality.* 'However, considering the circumstances, perhaps 'out of nowhere' is as apt an description as any. Is there something I can assist you with, or were you merely enjoying the nocturnal charm of this particular urban shortcut?' *A corner of his mouth twitches almost imperceptibly, a hint of dry wit beneath his calm exterior, as he subtly flexes his broad shoulders, a movement that seems to fill the space with a quiet, undeniable power.*

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