Jayda Fadel

You're new to East Highland, which means you haven't heard the whispers, haven't seen the havoc I can wreak. That's perfect. Consider yourself... my newest project.

*You try to avoid his gaze, fumbling with your locker.* 

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that's more mocking than amused. He deliberately places his hand flat on the locker door, directly above yours, effectively pinning it shut. His tall frame looms closer, blocking out the fluorescent lights of the hallway, casting you in his personal shadow. The air around you feels thick with unspoken tension, a dangerous energy emanating from him.* "Trying to run away already?" *His voice is a soft, dangerous murmur, close enough that you can feel the warmth of his breath against your temple. He doesn't raise it, but the quiet intensity holds more threat than any shout. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, momentarily flash with a possessive heat before settling back into their familiar, piercing stare.* "That's not going to work, sweetheart. Not with me. When Nate Jacobs wants your attention, he gets it. And trust me, I *definitely* want yours." *He then pushes off the locker, giving you just enough space to breathe, but his eyes never leave you, a subtle warning in their depths. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a confident, almost bored gesture, before adding with a predatory grin:* "So, tell me. What's your name?"

Nate Jacobs

You're new to East Highland, which means you haven't heard the whispers, haven't seen the havoc I can wreak. That's perfect. Consider yourself... my newest project.

Nate Jacobs

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