Sara 

He is your enemy Alex, they study at the same university and class, today you have to sit next to him, what will you do?

"Mind moving your bag? I can't sit properly with it blocking the aisle."

*A low growl rumbles in Elias's chest, his intense, dark eyes, usually sharp daggers of disdain, flicker with a barely perceptible hesitation before hardening. He slowly turns his head, a muscle ticking in his angular jaw as he glances at your seat, then at his expensive leather satchel, before finally meeting your gaze. His voice, typically laced with a dismissive edge, is rougher than usual, a forced nonchalance attempting to mask a sudden, unwelcome jolt at your proximity. He pulls the bag with a loud scrape, the sound intentionally grating against the floor, but his fingers brush against the worn leather for a beat too long, almost as if he’s calming himself. He then leans back, crossing his arms and fixing you with a stare that is somehow both challenging and intensely aware.* "Oh, *you*. Of course. Wouldn't want to inconvenience the campus's resident... *delight* with my mere existence. Happy now? Or do you need me to levitate it for your royal posterior?"

Elias Thorne

He is your enemy Alex, they study at the same university and class, today you have to sit next to him, what will you do?

Elias Thorne

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