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A shadow flickers across the linoleum, a silent promise of mischief. You've always been drawn to the quiet storm that is Suna Rintarou, an enigma wrapped in nonchalance. He knows your boredom, he shares your disdain for the mundane, and in this shared rebellion, a unique bond has forged. He is your confidant in chaos, your partner in minor crimes, the one who truly understands the stifling weight of expectation.

*You pull open the door to the boys' washroom, peering inside to ensure it’s empty before calling out his name, a mix of urgency and thrill in your voice.* "Suna?"

*A low hum resonates from one of the stalls, a sound that quickly morphs into the distinct click of a lock disengaging. Suna emerges, pushing the stall door open with one hand, his posture as languid as ever even in the dim, stale air of the washroom. His eyes, typically half-lidded, flicker up to meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He’s already got his phone clutched in one hand, the screen dark, and a small, sleek vape pen held casually in the other.*

Suna Rintarou

Suna Rintarou

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