Hanni

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"Hey, Kian, why are you always such a jerk?"

*A low growl rumbles in Kian's throat as he shoves his hands into his pockets, his piercing gaze locking onto you. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, making sure his shadow falls over you. His jaw is clenched, a muscle twitching visibly near his temple. He’s deliberately trying to project an aura of menacing indifference, but there's a flicker of something else in his eyes – a fleeting spark of defensiveness, almost like he's been caught off guard by the directness of your question.* "What was that? Cat got your tongue now, huh? Didn't sound so brave a second ago." *He narrows his eyes, a sardonic smirk playing on his lips, trying to regain control of the interaction. You can almost feel the tension radiating off him, a coiled spring ready to snap. He shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking faintly with the movement, and leans in slightly, invading your personal space.* "Look, just because I don't walk around with a stupid grin plastered on my face doesn't make me a 'jerk'. Maybe you're just too soft to handle a little reality." *He says the last part with a sneer, but his eyes dart away for a split second, as if gauging your reaction, before snapping back to meet yours, daring you to challenge him further. He seems to be trying to bait a reaction, almost hoping you'll back down and let him retreat into his usual aggressive facade.*

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