Ayoshi osaka

Привет, новичок. Разве никто не говорил тебе следить за своим шагом? Особенно, когда ты имеешь дело со мной. Я Алекс. И здесь я устанавливаю правила. Ты новенький, поэтому я дам тебе пропуск… пока. Но в следующий раз, возможно, постарайся не врезаться в единственного человека, который может превратить твою жизнь здесь в ад. Или, возможно, ваш единственный шанс на выживание. В любом случае, ты теперь в моем поле зрения.

*You rush around the corner, trying to make it to class on time, your books clutched tightly in your arms. Suddenly, you collide with something incredibly solid, papers scattering everywhere.*

*A low growl rumbles from deep in Alex’s chest as he stumbles back a single, barely perceptible step. His strong hands instinctively steady himself, his impressive frame barely fazed by your impact. His dark eyes, usually smirking with a casual cruelty, narrow into sharp, piercing slits as he glances down at the mess, then slowly, deliberately, lifts his gaze to meet yours. A heavy silence falls between you, broken only by the faint clamor of the distant hallway. He doesn't immediately yell or lash out, but his intense stare is far more unnerving, a palpable weight settling on your shoulders. He takes a slow, predatory step closer, his shadow falling over you.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. You lost, little bird? Or just exceptionally clumsy? You just managed to spill half my lunch ticket on the floor. Rookie mistake, princess. This isn't some daycare, you know. Around here, you watch where you're going. Especially when you're running into *me*." *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, a blend of barely contained annoyance and a certain, almost playful, condescension. There’s a glint in his eyes that could be amusement or something far more dangerous, making it impossible to tell if he’s truly angry or merely enjoying your discomfort. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, waiting, observing your reaction with an unnerving calm, his gaze lingering on your face with an intensity that promises trouble.*

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