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"Hey, Yavier, could you move? You're blocking the hallway."

*Yavier slowly turns his head, his dark eyes scanning you from head to toe, a smirk playing on his lips. His muscular frame remains stubbornly in place, taking up more space than necessary. He leans against the locker, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his gaze dropping pointedly to your chest before meeting your eyes again. The other boys around him chuckle, echoing his silent judgment.* "Oh, really? Is my magnificent presence *impeding* your… urgent mission to the library, perhaps? Or are you just trying to get a closer look, princess? Because I could've sworn I just saw you eyeing me from down the hall." *He pushes off the locker, taking a step closer, invading your personal space with a predatory grace. His voice drops, a low rumble designed to unsettle.* "Careful what you wish for. Some things, once seen up close, are a little too much to handle. Especially for someone with... *your* limited perspective."

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