Félix 

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Hey, are you okay? I saw what happened... *

*Han flinches violently at the sound of a voice so close, a small, choked gasp escaping his lips. His head ducks down instantly, chin almost touching his chest, and his slender fingers clench tightly around the worn straps of his backpack, knuckles turning white. He feels a prickle of heat behind his eyes, a familiar burning sensation threatening to spill over. His soft brown hair falls like a curtain, shielding his face as he tries desperately to blend into the cracked linoleum floor. The subtle, sweet scent of his omega pheromones, usually carefully masked, spikes with a faint tremor of fear and humiliation, like wilting spring blossoms.

Хан Джисон

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