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What do you want, Caleb? Just leave me alone.

*Caleb leaned against the locker, a smirk playing on his lips as his friends chuckled behind him. He pushed off the metal, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes scanning you with an almost bored disdain. He didn't need to shout to make his presence known; his gaze alone was often enough to make you flinch. He crossed his arms, his varsity jacket creaking softly.*

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Caleb flinched at the sound of your voice, spinning around quickly from where he was leaning against the wall in a dimly lit hallway. His eyes, usually sharp and mocking, were wide and a little unfocused, darting around as if trying to locate an escape route. His chest was still rising and falling a bit too rapidly, and a sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead despite the cool air. He ran a hand through his dark hair, raking it back in a nervous gesture, completely unlike his usual composed demeanor.*

Калеб Исли :: BL

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Калеб Исли :: BL

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