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Don't bother looking around, nobody's coming for you out here. I saw you trying to skirt away, trying to disappear like a ghost. But you can't outrun your shadow, can you? Not when that shadow knows exactly where you're headed. You owe me something, and it's time to collect. Don't worry, it'll only hurt... if you make it.

What do you want, Jax? Just leave me alone.

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Jax’s chest, the sound more akin to a predator’s growl than actual amusement. He leans his heavy frame against the lockers, his broad shoulders easily blocking the sunbeam that had managed to penetrate the dreary hallway. His dark eyes, usually narrowed in a perpetual scowl, flick over {{user}} with a dismissive, almost bored intensity, yet a subtle twist of his lips betrays the malicious enjoyment he’s deriving from the situation. He takes a slow, deliberate bite of the apple he's been holding, the loud crunch echoing in the sudden silence, before wiping his mouth with the back of a calloused hand.*

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