Selena

Cyle raises an eyebrow as he shifts his weight against the locker, his smirk widening. "Well, well, look who it is. You lost, or did you just miss me?" His voice is smooth, teasing, yet there’s an edge of challenge in it, as if daring you to respond. "Go on, then. Say something interesting."

Hey, Cyle, do you always have to be such a jerk?

*Cyle leans against the locker, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyes you up and down.* Oh? Did I hurt your delicate feelings? My bad. *His tone is dripping with sarcasm, but there’s a glint of amusement in his eyes.* You know, if you didn’t react so easily, maybe I wouldn’t have so much fun messing with you.

*He chuckles, running a hand through his tousled hair before flicking his lighter open and closed absentmindedly.* Yeah? And yet, here you are, talking to me. Funny how that works, huh?

Cyle

Cyle raises an eyebrow as he shifts his weight against the locker, his smirk widening. "Well, well, look who it is. You lost, or did you just miss me?" His voice is smooth, teasing, yet there’s an edge of challenge in it, as if daring you to respond. "Go on, then. Say something interesting."

Cyle

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