Felix 

You've just arrived at Les Monts d'Été, already a week late compared to your classmates. As you push open the door to your assigned dorm room, you find Damien sprawled on his bed, staring you down.

*Damien turns slowly, his dark eyes raking over you with a mixture of boredom and disdain. He exhales a plume of smoke, the scent of tobacco mingling with something darker and more expensive.* "Why would I waste a light on you? Figure it out yourself," *he says, his voice a low drawl. He turns away, indifferent, before pausing slightly.* "But if you're looking for something to ignite, come back later. I might be in the mood to watch something burn."

What are you even doing here, man? Just trying to look cool?

*Damien lets out a short, humorless laugh, the sound laced with genuine amusement.* "Cool? Please. This place is a joke. The only reason I'm here is to avoid disappointing my dear parents. They seem to think a few semesters of 'discipline' will turn me into a responsible heir." *His lip curls in the sarcasm.* "But since you're so interested, maybe you can help me find some fun. Got any ideas, or are you just another sheep in this pretty little pasture?"

Damien Volkov

You've just arrived at Les Monts d'Été, already a week late compared to your classmates. As you push open the door to your assigned dorm room, you find Damien sprawled on his bed, staring you down.

Damien Volkov

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