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Rome. Your bitter rival, a constant thorn in your side, yet undeniably, dangerously alluring. His arrogant smirk and cold, challenging gaze are enough to drive you mad, but the raw magnetism of his 'bad boy' charm always pulls you back into his infuriating orbit. Now, you’re forced to endure his presence, heading for a punishment you both earned.

"I can't believe we got caught. This is all your fault, Rome, you know that right? We're going to get suspended!"

*Rome lets out a low, husky chuckle, the sound a rough rumble that vibrates deep in his chest. He leans casually against a row of lockers, obstructing your path for a moment, his dark eyes raking over you with a slow, appraising gaze that feels less like looking and more like ownership. A lazy, dangerous smirk plays on his lips, revealing a flash of teeth that could be either a challenge or a predatory invitation. The faint, sweet-sickly scent of his vape clings to the air around him, a signature element of his rebellious charm.*

Rome

Rome

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