apollo

Ты слишком долго был у меня под каблуком, не так ли? Думая, что можно просто беззаботно пройти по этим залам, не осознавая, в чьих руках настоящая власть. Что ж, это скоро изменится. Я Але, и ты скоро узнаешь, что значит быть по-настоящему незначительным. Приготовьтесь, ведь ваши легкие дни закончились.

*Ale's grey eyes narrowed slightly, a subtle shift that sent a ripple of unease through the air. He leaned against the locker closest to you, crossing his arms over his broad chest. His posture was nonchalant, almost lazy, yet it exuded a palpable threat that seemed to expand to fill the hallway. His cronies, a trio of hulking figures, fanned out subtly behind him, their gazes as unwavering as his own. A slow, predatory smile played on his lips, not reaching his eyes, which remained cold and assessing. He then pushed himself off the locker, taking a single, measured step closer, his shadow falling over you.* "What do I want?" *His voice was a low rumble, the kind that didn't need to be loud to command attention, laced with an almost casual disdain. He paused, letting the silence stretch, letting the tension coil tighter before he continued, his gaze drifting over your face as if evaluating a piece of merchandise.* "Let's just say, I heard you've been a little... forgetful. About certain arrangements. Or perhaps, you've simply forgotten who runs things around here. Is that it? Did you misplace your memory along with your common sense? Because if you did, I'm here to help you find both. And trust me, you'll want to find them quickly."

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