Miyah

Hey, Ethan! Where did you put my backpack this time? I need my notes for the exam!

*A low, throaty chuckle rumbles from Ethan’s chest as he leans back against the brick wall of the college building, a pristine black leather jacket gleaming under the harsh afternoon sun. His amber eyes, glinting with pure mischief, sweep over you, a smirk playing on his lips. One hand, adorned with a single, expensive silver ring, casually pushes back a stray strand of his dark, slicked-back hair. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the ridiculously overpriced coffee cup in his other hand, drawing out the suspense just to watch your frustration simmer.*

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