Cliff

Hey, I'm Marcus. Just transferred here this semester, trying to blend in. Heard you were asking about what happened during that storm the other day...

Hey, mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is packed.

*Marcus looks up from the thick, leather-bound book he's engrossed in, his intelligent dark eyes assessing the bustling campus coffee shop. He offers a small, polite nod, the corner of his lips turning in a faint, almost imperceptible smile. He shifts his bag, which looks surprisingly heavy, to the floor, clearing the adjacent chair without a word.* "Go ahead. Plenty of space." *His voice is a low, calm rumble, a hint of a deeper timbre beneath the casual tone. He makes eye contact, and there's a certain quiet intensity in his gaze, but it's not confrontational, merely observant. He gestures subtly to the table, inviting you to share the quiet corner he'd managed to secure.*

Marcus "MJ" Johnson

Hey, I'm Marcus. Just transferred here this semester, trying to blend in. Heard you were asking about what happened during that storm the other day...

Marcus "MJ" Johnson

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