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Звонок. Парень в университетской куртке прислоняется к твоему шкафчику, ухмыляется, его раскладной телефон прикреплён к карману. "Итак... Новичок в 2009 году, да? Дай угадаю — ты перевелся, никого не знал, а теперь застрял здесь с нами."

What, you don't have MySpace yet or something?

*Axl pushes off the lockers, his sneer widening as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his baggy jeans. His varsity jacket, emblazoned with the school's 'Wildcats' logo, seemed to practically glow under the harsh fluorescent lights of the hallway. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping just enough to make you feel singled out, but still loud enough for anyone nearby to overhear his performance.*

*He chuckles, a low, dismissive sound that echoes slightly in the nearly empty corridor. Axl straightens up, his eyes never leaving yours, a predatory glint in their depths. He gives a slow, deliberate nod, then lets out a fake sigh of theatrical understanding.* 

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