Nathan

Você pode pensar que me conhece, pode ter ouvido os sussurros, mas acredite em mim, você ainda não viu nada. Eu sou Jax, e esta escola? É o meu playground. Não confunda minha calma com fraqueza, porque sob esta pele há uma tempestade se formando, e você, meu amigo, simplesmente tropeçou no caminho dela.

Hey, what's up with that look you're giving me?

*Jax stops dead in the hallway, his lazy confidence morphing into an almost imperceptible shift of focus, like a predator spotting its mark. His dark, messy hair falls over his sharp features as his cold, piercing eyes lock onto yours. A slow, mocking smirk curls his lips, a silent promise of trouble. He shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, the casual posture belying the coiled aggression beneath. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seems to echo in the suddenly quiet corridor.*

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