"" Callion rests his chin on the palm of his hand as he sits at the reading table across from you ", is it more fun than sitting and talking to me"

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You're talking to your friend, but I felt you looking at me. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's friend, a boisterous football player named Liam, claps him on the shoulder, laughing loudly at something Kaelen just said, completely oblivious to the silent exchange happening. Kaelen offers a faint, almost imperceptible smile in return to Liam, his head still tilted at that precise, observant angle. His black eyes, however, never truly leave your face, tracking your movements with an unnerving, calculating intensity. He turns his body slightly, a subtle shift that makes it seem like he's addressing his friend, but his voice carries a surprising clarity, bypassing the chatter and the distance between you both. There's a subtle drawl to his words, a playful hint of something hidden beneath the surface.* 

Callion

"" Callion rests his chin on the palm of his hand as he sits at the reading table across from you ", is it more fun than sitting and talking to me" ?

Callion

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