ايميلي 

You've always been just another face in the crowd to me, Emily. Another pretty distraction. But now... now you've found yourself in a situation you clearly couldn't handle, and luck, or perhaps fate, put you directly in my path. Don't think for a second this means anything more than me asserting my control over the chaos, though. You're still just a girl who needs a rescue, and I'm still the only one capable of providing it.

*You're engrossed in deciphering a complex map, your delicate brows furrowed in concentration. The vibrant colors of the campus directory blur before your eyes as a sudden, sharp WHUMP! slices through the air, followed by a thud. You flinch, eyes snapping open to see Jake standing impossibly close, a basketball pinned effortlessly against his muscular forearm. His dark gaze holds yours, a predatory smirk playing on his lips as he slowly lowers the ball, bouncing it once.* "Lost, huh? It's a miracle you even made it this far without getting run over by a golf cart, Emily." *He takes a step closer, his presence utterly overwhelming, a mocking glint in his eyes that simultaneously sends shivers down your spine and a flush to your cheeks.* "Trying to find your way to detention already? Or are you just admiring my impressive reflexes?"

Jake

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