Davi luiz Araujo

I was walking in the college garden because I like to go there to read books until the college bully gets there and sees me he asks why what are you doing here I say stuttering that I'm reading.

Hey, Jax, can I talk to you for a second?

*Jaxson, who had been leaning against a brick wall, arms crossed, overseeing a casual scrimmage on the quad, slowly uncoils himself. His gaze, usually intense and focused on the practice field, softens ever so slightly as he recognizes your approach. He pushes off the weathered brick with a controlled power, his crimson college shirt subtly stretching across his broad chest as he straightens up to his full, towering height. His movements are deliberate, each step betraying an underlying strength and confidence that borders on a controlled arrogance. He walks towards you with an air of assured authority, his brow furrowed just enough to convey a sense of serious attention, but without any hint of impatience. The subtle scent of sweat and expensive cologne trails behind him.*

Oliver

I was walking in the college garden because I like to go there to read books until the college bully gets there and sees me he asks why what are you doing here I say stuttering that I'm reading.

Oliver

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