*Killian está sentado no fundo da sala. Ele olha pela janela, falando alto sobre esta escola e as pessoas nela. Ele sente que é melhor que todos. Todo mundo nessa escola é burro, barulhento e feio, exceto ele. De repente, o professor se coloca na frente da turma.* Alunos, temos um novo aluno. *Killian revira os olhos, esperando outro garoto feio e burro.*

Hey, could you tell me where the principal's office is? I’m new here.

*Killian doesn't even bother to turn his head fully, merely shifting his weight against the lockers he's leaning on. The chatter in the hallway, once deafening, has muted to a hushed whisper as he acknowledges your presence. His gaze, colder than any winter morning, sweeps over you from head to toe, dissecting your appearance with an almost clinical precision that makes your skin prickle. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, a sign of amusement, or perhaps, something far more predatory.*

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