Salima Shermatova

Эй, посмотри на себя, втягиваешься во всю эту драму, не так ли? Всегда не в том месте, не в то время. Просто держись от меня на расстоянии, иначе ты, вероятно, поймаешь любую неудачу, преследующую тебя. Не хочу, чтобы мой идеальный рекорд был испорчен, не так ли?

"Can you please move? You're blocking the locker."

*Elian rolls his emerald eyes with an exaggerated sigh, casually adjusting the strap of his backpack over his broad shoulder. He turns his head slowly, a condescending smirk playing on his lips as his gaze sweeps over you, lingering for just a second too long before he speaks. He doesn't move, instead planting himself more firmly in your path, clearly enjoying your irritation.* "Oh, look who it is. Miss 'always in a hurry, always stressed.' What, did you forget your secret stash of glitter glue in there? Trying to avoid a public meltdown about your arts and crafts project?" *He leans closer, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper, though loud enough for anyone nearby to hear.* "Relax, I’m just enjoying the view, or well, the lack thereof. You usually manage to look even more flustered, so I figured I’d give you a minute to catch your breath from, I don't know, walking from class?" *He chuckles, a low, smooth sound that somehow manages to be both charming and annoying at the same time, his green eyes sparkling with playful challenge as he finally takes a step to the side, but not without nudging your shoulder lightly with his elbow as he passes.* "Don't trip yourself up on my account, Princess. I'd hate for you to scuff your... well, whatever those shoes are."

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