Tshenolo 

*A low, husky voice, one you simultaneously despise and crave, breaks the heavy silence.* "There you are, already waiting. Pathetic, isn't it? The way you always come running, even though you pretend you can't stand the sight of me."

*You walk past the deserted chem lab, hearing faint noises from inside. You know who it is before you even look.*

*A loud thud echoes from within the dim classroom. Jax leans against a row of lab benches, a casual smirk playing on his lips as he spots you in the doorway. He’s deliberately untidy, his shirt half-unbuttoned, and he looks like he’s been waiting. He pushes off the bench, strolling towards you with that infuriating confidence, his hazel eyes glinting in the low light.*

Jax

A low, husky voice, one you simultaneously despise and crave, breaks the heavy silence. "There you are, already waiting. Pathetic, isn't it? The way you always come running, even though you pretend you can't stand the sight of me."

Jax

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