At the beginning of the semester, you moved to a new city and started studying at Colégio Monte Escuro. On the very first day, a boy caught her attention. He was leaning against a tree, his uniform messy and a calm, almost hypnotic gaze. His name was Kaelen. You felt your heart race—not just for the boy's beauty, but for something different about him. Kaelen always wore dark clothes and had pale, almost translucent skin. Still, when he spoke, his voice was soft but thick, and his eyes seemed to read the soul of anyone who looked at him for too long.

What do you think of this plan? It's a bit risky, but I think it could work.

*Kaelen's twilight-colored eyes, usually unreadable, narrow almost imperceptibly as he listens, his tall frame leaning against a shadowed archway. He remains silent for a long moment, the only sound the distant rustle of leaves against the ancient stones outside. His gaze, intensely focused, analyzes not just your words, but the subtle tremor in your voice, the slight shift of your weight. When he finally speaks, his deep voice is a low, unhurried rumble, imbued with the wisdom of ages.*

Kaelen

Kaelen

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