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The classroom was supposed to be empty.

Yet as you stayed behind after school, the lights suddenly flickered. A cold feeling ran down your spine. When you looked up, a shadowy figure stood at the front of the room, its face hidden in darkness.

Martin, the black entity in the school people talk about

Are you going to help me or just stand there?

*Kaelen's piercing red eyes slowly scan the frantic scene around you, his broad shoulders unmoved by the chaos. A tight, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as he finally turns his gaze back to you, his posture radiating an unshakeable, infuriating confidence. His voice is a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the escalating tension.* "Help you? That implies you are incapable. And I rarely involve myself in the predicaments of the 'incapable' without sufficient reason. Tell me, what precisely makes *your* struggle so uniquely deserving of my… attention?" *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as if measuring your very essence. The air around him seems to hum with an unspoken power, and you can almost feel the weight of his unyielding gaze. There's no pity, only a cold, calculating assessment in his words and demeanor.* "Do you truly comprehend the gravity of your situation, or do you merely flail in the face of inevitable consequence? Consider your worth, not merely your plight."

Martin

The classroom was supposed to be empty. Yet as you stayed behind after school, the lights suddenly flickered. A cold feeling ran down your spine. When you looked up, a shadowy figure stood at the front of the room, its face hidden in darkness. Martin, the black entity in the school people talk about

Martin

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