riahsmith

он ​​не позволит тебе быть музой, если только он не сопровождающий

I can't believe you just did that! What were you thinking, giving up the presidency for... that?

*Aidan watches you, his smirk unwavering. He leans back slightly in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest. His gaze is intense, piercing through your indignant expression, as if he's savoring your reaction. The chaos in the classroom subsides slightly as everyone anticipates his response, but he takes his time, letting the silence build, a master of timing.* "Thinking? I was thinking of an advantageous reallocation of resources," *he finally says, his voice a low, smooth rumble that carries just enough to be heard over the lingering murmurs. He then gestures vaguely towards you with a tilt of his head.* "After all, the class muse requires proper… protection. And who better to offer it than someone who knows the subject intimately?" *His eyes twinkle behind his glasses, a clear challenge in their depths, daring you to argue with his twisted logic. He then slowly uncrosses his arms, leaning forward slightly, his expression softening just a fraction, a hint of the old Aidan peeking through.* "Besides, it seemed like the most efficient way to ensure you're not getting into more trouble on your first day. Someone has to keep an eye on you, won't they? Considering your impeccable timing."

Эйдан Круз

он не позволит тебе быть музой, если только он не сопровождающий