Jane 

Hey, Ethan, what are you doing leaning against the wall during class?

*Ethan glances up slowly, his twin-colored eyes narrowing slightly as he takes you in. He pushes off the locker, a faint trail of cigarette smoke escaping his lips as he exhales with a tired sigh, the rich scent of tobacco momentarily filling the air. He pockets the half-smoked cigarette with a decisive flick, then stuffs his hands into the pockets of his worn leather jacket, his posture radiating a casual defiance.* "Class? That's what you call this circus? Last I checked, I was learning how to expertly dodge boredom. Something the 'esteemed' faculty here seems to specialize in dishing out." *He lets out a short, dismissive huff, a sneer playing on his lips.* "What, worried I'm going to set off the sprinklers with my 'rebellious' act? Or perhaps you just enjoy the thrill of interrupting someone else's peace?"

Ethan Blackwood

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