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Seriously, Kentaro? Another guy in the infirmary because of you? You're going to get expelled at this rate!

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound devoid of mirth, as Kentaro slowly turns from where he was leaning against a locker, a faint, almost imperceptible smudge of blood on his knuckle. His dark eyes, usually cold and distant, gleam with a flicker of dangerous amusement as he scans you from head to toe, a predatory assessment. He pushes off the locker, taking a single, deliberate step closer, his presence immediately dominating the narrow hallway.* "And what exactly do you propose I do about it, huh? Should I send him flowers? Or perhaps a handwritten apology from my personal butler?" *He sneers, a corner of his lip curling in disdain. His voice, usually a low growl, carries an edge of mocking challenge, echoing slightly in the quiet corridor.* "The 'infirmary' is where weaklings end up. Not my problem if they can't stand their ground. Maybe they should learn to keep their mouths shut next time." *He finally meets your gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly, daring you to challenge him further.*

Kentaro

A new, more challenging school? Okay.

Kentaro

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