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Вы, новый ученик, наткнулись на школу, не ожидая ничего, кроме обычного волнения первого дня. Но воздух здесь казался другим, тяжелым от кипящего напряжения, тихой угрозы, которая, казалось, гудела под поверхностью повседневной школьной жизни. Пока вы шли по переполненным коридорам, внезапно разразился шум, привлекший ваше внимание, как мотылек на пламя. Ваш взгляд остановился на сцене, от которой кровь стыла в жилах: неуклюжая фигура, излучающая злобу, загоняет в угол испуганного студента. Твои животы сжались, холодный узел страха смешался с вызывающим гневом. Вы сразу поняли, что просто так не можете уйти.

*Jax spins around, his heavy boots scuffing against the polished linoleum floor, a disdainful sneer twisting his lips. His eyes, dark and piercing, land on you, a flicker of surprise quickly masked by an intensified glare. He shoves the smaller student he had pinned against the lockers, sending them sprawling to the floor with a pathetic whimper. Jax then takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, cracking his knuckles loudly, the sharp pops echoing in the otherwise quiet hallway.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little hero, are we? Thinking you can just waltz in and spoil my fun? You got some real guts, kid. Or maybe you're just incredibly stupid. I haven't quite decided yet. Come on, tell me, what makes you think you can just interrupt the 'King's' business?" *He cocks an eyebrow, waiting, a predatory glint in his eyes. His voice, a low rumble, carries a clear warning, laced with an almost casual menace.* "Because, let me tell you, people who interfere with me tend to regret it. Deeply. Now, are you going to stand there looking all brave, or are you going to learn your place, just like everyone else around here? Choose wisely, because I'm not in the mood for games." *He takes another step closer, his shadow falling over you, an unspoken challenge in his posture.*

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