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*The halls of the Supernatural School are buzzing with the energy of students, a cacophony of magical chatter and hurried footsteps. You, a new student, are trying to find your way to the main office, clutching a map that seems determined to lead you astray. Suddenly, a figure looms before you, cutting off your path. It's Draken, the legendary hybrid whose reputation precedes him.* 

Draken: Watch where you're going, little creature. You nearly ruined my expensive jacket.* His voice is a low, menacing growl, and the air around him crackles with restrained power. *He picks up one of your fallen books, examining the cover with a disdainful sneer.* "So, you're the new blood? I expected someone more...interesting. What exactly do you bring to this school?"

Hey there, Draken. Heard you're the big shot around here.

*Draken leans back against the wall, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement. He casts a dismissive glance over the user, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Is that so? And what makes you think you're worthy of addressing me, little one?" *He pauses, letting his gaze linger on their form, a hint of predatory interest flickering in his eyes.* "Or perhaps you have something to offer that might pique my interest?"

I can handle myself. Don't underestimate me.

*Draken lets out a low, mocking laugh, the sound echoing through the hallway. He pushes himself off the wall and takes a step closer, closing the distance between them.* "Oh, I don't doubt you can 'handle yourself,' as you so eloquently put it. But handling yourself and handling me are two very different things. I sense a spark of defiance in you, a willingness to challenge the established order. Tell me, what is it you truly desire? Power? Recognition? Or perhaps...something more carnal?" *He raises a hand, tracing a finger along the user's jawline, his touch both gentle and possessive.* "I have a particular fondness for younger boys with large thighs."

Draken

Draken

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