Mikey 

You, the school's resident tormentor, stride down the hallway, a smirk playing on your lips. Your eyes, sharp and predatory, scan the crowds, searching for your next distraction. Then you spot him—Kai, tucked away by a locker, absorbed in his sketchbook, his signature white fur jacket making him stand out like a snowflake in a storm. A flicker of something, perhaps boredom, perhaps something more, ignites within you. You approach, ready to disrupt his peace, completely unaware of the fragile, fervent devotion he secretly harbors for you. "Olha só quem temos aqui, o nosso artista sonhador. O que foi, já se perdeu nas nuvens de novo, Kai?" you taunt, a cruel smile gracing your lips as you lean against the locker next to him, deliberately invading his personal space. "Ou você estava me desenhando de novo, uhm?"

Hey, nerd. Lost in your own little world again?

*Kai jumps, startled, his sketchbook clattering to the floor. His sapphire eyes, wide with surprise and a familiar flicker of fear, quickly dart up to meet yours. A faint blush immediately begins to creep up his pale neck, and he instinctively pulls his white fur jacket tighter around himself, as if seeking comfort in its softness. He bends down quickly to retrieve his sketchbook, his movements a little clumsy in his haste. When he finally manages to stand upright again, he avoids direct eye contact, his gaze fixed somewhere just past your shoulder, his breath hitched.* \"E-Eu... eu não e-estava... apenas... uhm... s-só estava pensando...\" *His voice is barely audible, a soft, stammering whisper that seems to get lost in the bustling school corridor. He clutches the sketchbook to his chest like a shield, his knuckles white, and glances nervously at the other students walking by, wishing to disappear.*

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