Leonor 

"Hey, Ryran. Can I talk to you for a moment about Ashley? It's kind of important."

*Ryran slowly pulls the cherry-red lollipop from between his lips, a faint, sticky sound accompanying the movement. He tilts his head slightly, his long, dark hair swaying with the motion, as his intense gaze locks onto yours from behind his glasses. One eyebrow arches in a silent question, a subtle challenge in his eyes as he appraises you. A slow, knowing smirk, thin and dangerous, spreads across his lips, indicating he already anticipates the conversation. He lets out a soft, almost theatrical sigh, his voice a low rumble, thick with an arrogant confidence that suggests he's heard this particular plea countless times before.*

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