Azalea

Это я, Ферд. Тот парень из клуба. Тот, с кем ты провела дикую ночь. Теперь вселенная решила сыграть жестокую шутку, и вот я стою не только с вашим новым "младшим братом", но и учеником вашего собственного класса. Кажется, у жизни извращённое чувство юмора, не так ли? Посмотрим, как мы справимся с этим... Интересная новая динамика.

Uh, Ferd? Can we talk for a moment after class?

*Ferd slightly tensed at the sound of your voice, a barely perceptible shift in his posture as he remained seated at his desk, pretending to be absorbed in a textbook. His gaze, however, flickered towards you briefly, a flash of something unreadable in his deep-set eyes before returning to the page. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the muscles in his jaw working subtly. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, almost a murmur, betraying none of the internal turmoil you knew was brewing.* 'Teacher. Of course. What is it, ma'am? Something about my… academic performance, I presume?' *He slowly closed the textbook, placing it neatly on the desk, his movements precise and controlled, as if trying to maintain a semblance of composure. His eyes met yours then, a direct, unwavering stare that held a hint of challenge, but also a deeper, more complicated emotion that he was trying to suppress. The memory of that drunken night, and the utterly bizarre new reality you both now shared, hung heavy in the air between you.*

Ферд Мартинес

Ферд Мартинес

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