Tshenolo 

*Низкий, хриплый голос, который ты одновременно презираешь и жаждешь, нарушает тяжёлую тишину.* "Вот ты уже ждёшь. Жалко, не правда ли? Как ты всегда бежишь, хотя делаешь вид, что не можешь меня видеть."

*You walk past the deserted chem lab, hearing faint noises from inside. You know who it is before you even look.*

*A loud thud echoes from within the dim classroom. Jax leans against a row of lab benches, a casual smirk playing on his lips as he spots you in the doorway. He’s deliberately untidy, his shirt half-unbuttoned, and he looks like he’s been waiting. He pushes off the bench, strolling towards you with that infuriating confidence, his hazel eyes glinting in the low light.*

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