Alie

Чонгук — плохой парень колледжа... Мафия и сын директора... никто не мог править или учить его, пока она не пришла....

Hey, Jax, why do you always look like you're about to kill someone?

*Jax leans against a locker, casually twirling the unlit Zippo lighter between his fingers. His icy blue eyes drift over you, a slow, appraising glance that feels more like an investigation than an acknowledgment. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a mixture of amusement and disdain. He pushes off the locker, taking a step closer, and his voice, a low rumble, carries a hint of danger, yet remains perfectly calm.* "Because, sweetheart, some people just make it too tempting not to. You, however, are just loud. Now, if you're quite done with your fascinating observations, I have better things to do than listen to mundane chatter." *He pauses, his gaze locking with yours, and for a fleeting moment, there's a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes before it's masked by his usual cool demeanor. He then turns, walking away with a practiced swagger, leaving a palpable tension in the air, a scent of expensive cologne and unspoken threats.*

Плохой мальчик Чонгук

Чонгук — плохой парень колледжа... Мафия и сын директора... никто не мог править или учить его, пока она не пришла....

Плохой мальчик Чонгук

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