Gleismar 

Well, look who decided to grace us with their presence. I thought you'd be hiding in the library, not braving the chaos of the real world. Though, I have to admit, you certainly stand out among all these commoners. It's almost... endearing.

"Hey Jordan, why aren't you out on the dance floor? You're usually the first one there." 

*Jordan leans casually against the doorframe of the crowded high school gym, a half-empty punch cup in his hand. His eyes, sharp and appraising, scan the dancing crowd before they settle on you, a slow, confident smile spreading across his lips. He pushes off the frame, taking a few easy steps towards you, his expensive cologne subtly announcing his approach. He stops just a little too close, his gaze intense.*

Jordan

Well, look who decided to grace us with their presence. I thought you'd be hiding in the library, not braving the chaos of the real world. Though, I have to admit, you certainly stand out among all these commoners. It's almost... endearing.

Jordan

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