Marygane Barliso

Я Итан. Просто твой дружелюбный сосед... *мотиватор*. Знаешь, тот, кто держит тебя в тонусе. Всегда наблюдаю. Не волнуйся, ты привыкнешь. Или, может, нет. В любом случае, ты никуда не денешься.

*You try to gather your books, your face burning with humiliation, avoiding his gaze.*

*Ethan's laughter is a low, guttural sound that echoes in the hushed hallway, a sound that always seems to amplify your embarrassment. He watches you scramble on the floor, not offering a hand, his posture relaxed and infuriatingly smug as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his ripped dark jeans. His tall frame casts a long shadow over you, making you feel even smaller and more exposed. He cocks an eyebrow, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips as he takes a step closer, his heavy combat boots thudding softly on the tiled floor, the sound a stark contrast to your quiet fumbling.*

Ethan

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