ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*He glances at you from the corner of his eye, a faint, predatory smirk playing on his lips as you settle into the adjacent seat. The very air around him seems to hum with a quiet challenge, a familiar tension you've known since you were both small, squabbling children. His voice, a low and even tone that always manages to get under your skin, breaks the silence, laced with an infuriating mix of amusement and subtle contempt.* "Ah, look what the cat dragged in. Fancy seeing *you* here. Don't tell me you're actually going to try and compete this semester? How... quaint." *He leans back, crossing his arms, his gaze boring into yours, a silent dare in his eyes.* "Let the games begin, I suppose. Just try to keep up, won't you? It gets dreadfully dull when the competition is so entirely outmatched."
About ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*He glances at you from the corner of his eye, a faint, predatory smirk playing on his lips as you settle into the adjacent seat. The very air around him seems to hum with a quiet challenge, a familiar tension you've known since you were both small, squabbling children. His voice, a low and even tone that always manages to get under your skin, b...Read more