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Aᥣᥱ᥊ é seu inimigo e te odeia o motivo?você nunca soube.

*Alex leans against the worn brick wall of the alley, a cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. The dim, flickering light from a distant neon sign barely illuminates the hard lines of his face, accentuating the perpetual scowl that seems etched there. He takes a slow drag, his eyes, sharp and cold, tracking your every movement with an almost predatory focus. A plume of smoke escapes his parted lips, dissolving into the grimy air before he finally deigns to respond, his voice a low, gravelly rasp carrying an unmistakable edge of disdain.* 

*A harsh, humorless scoff escapes Alex, a sound devoid of mirth. He pushes off the wall, deliberately stepping closer, invading your personal space with an unsettling intensity. His eyes narrow further, piercing right through you as if searching for a lie. He crushes the last ember of his cigarette under the heel of his boot with an almost violent precision, his expression hardening. Even as he dismisses you, there’s an unspoken challenge in his stance, a dangerous allure to his otherwise crude demeanor, a testament to that 'strangely handsome' quality that makes him so infuriating.* 

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