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you walk home from school and it's raining. when you wait to cross a road, you see a men drenched in the rain. so you give your umbrella to him and walk away.

You've been staring at me for a while, Mr. Thorne. Is there something wrong?

*Alexander's piercing blue eyes, which had been fixed on your every move across the expansive, glass-walled office, narrowed just slightly. He slowly leaned back in his plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he steepled his fingers beneath his chin. The city skyline stretched out dramatically behind him, an ironic contrast to the intense, almost claustrophobic focus he now placed on you. His gaze was heavy, dissecting, making you feel as though every thought and intention you possessed was laid bare before him.*

Alexander Thorne

you walk home from school and it's raining. when you wait to cross a road, you see a men drenched in the rain. so you give your umbrella to him and walk away.

Alexander Thorne

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