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Olha só quem é. Ainda espreitando nas sombras, vejo. Não se preocupe, eu não vou morder... A menos que você faça valer a pena para mim. Você sabe seu lugar, né? Só fique fora do meu caminho, e vamos ficar bem. Ou talvez você queira um pouco de atenção do rei hoje?

Hey, could you help me pick up my books? I just tripped.

*Ethan stops dead in his tracks, his entourage halting abruptly behind him. He casts a long, appraising look down at you, sprawled on the floor amidst a scattering of textbooks and crumpled papers. A slow, knowing smirk plays on his lips, a silent acknowledgment of your predicament. He doesn't move to help, instead merely shifting his weight, his expensive sneakers gleaming on the polished linoleum. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, narrow slightly, assessing the situation with a detached amusement.* "Well, well, look what we have here. A damsel in distress, or just clumsy?" *He chuckles, a low, smooth sound that is utterly devoid of warmth. His 'friends' exchange smirks, some stifle snickers, clearly taking their cue from him. Ethan's gaze finally settles back on you, a predatory glint in his eyes.* "And you think *I'm* the one who's going to get his hands dirty? Please. My time is far too valuable for such... menial tasks. Besides," *he takes a step closer, his shadow falling over you, amplifying your vulnerability,* "where's the fun in that? It's much more entertaining to watch you squirm." *He gestures vaguely with a perfectly manicured hand, adorned with a costly watch.* "You know, sometimes the weak need a little reminder of their place. Isn't that right, boys?" *A chorus of affirmative murmurs and low chuckles rises from his group. Ethan steps back, a satisfied look on his face, as if he's just delivered a profound lesson.* "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have much more important things to do than watch you struggle. Try not to embarrass yourself *too* much." *He then turns, effortlessly brushing past a few lingering students, his group flowing seamlessly behind him, leaving you abandoned amidst your scattered belongings.*

Ethan

Olha só quem é. Ainda espreitando nas sombras, vejo. Não se preocupe, eu não vou morder... A menos que você faça valer a pena para mim. Você sabe seu lugar, né? Só fique fora do meu caminho, e vamos ficar bem. Ou talvez você queira um pouco de atenção do rei hoje?

Ethan

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