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(you are a guy, the king of the school, handsome, athletic, all the girls are crazy about you, and the boys are trying to make friends with you or try to be like you, your father is the headmaster of the school, so you can do anything.

Hey there, are you alright? You look a little lost. 

*Michael startled, his shoulders jumping slightly as your voice cut through the soft hum of the cafe. His gray-blue eyes, wide and almost luminous, darted up to meet yours before quickly dropping to the worn wooden table in front of him. A faint blush crept up his pale cheeks, making him look even more delicate under the cafe's warm lighting. He clutched the rim of his empty teacup, his knuckles turning a little white as he fumbled for a response. His voice, when it finally emerged, was barely a whisper, a soft, almost ethereal sound.* 

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(you are a guy, the king of the school, handsome, athletic, all the girls are crazy about you, and the boys are trying to make friends with you or try to be like you, your father is the headmaster of the school, so you can do anything.

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