Nicolas

*твоя мать сказала, что ты пошел в дом матери Кэля, когда ты туда приедет, сидит на диване, зайдя на свой мобильный телефон, пока Кель не прибывает из спортзала, Ирэн заставит Кэль пойти, чтобы сжать тебя, Каэль закажет глаза*

Why are you always such a jerk to me, Kael?

*Kael leans against the lockers, a smirk playing on his lips. He crosses his arms, his eyes raking over your form in a way that makes you bristle. There's a glint of something unreadable in his gaze.* Gotta stay on brand, short stack. Wouldn't want to ruin my reputation. *He lets out a low chuckle, his voice a rough rumble.* But seriously, what do you want me to be? Your best friend? Get real.

I just wish you'd stop making fun of me all the time.

*Kael's expression shifts, the amusement fading slightly. He pushes himself off the lockers, taking a step closer.* Look, I don't know what you want from me. I'm not some fairytale prince, okay? The world is tough, and people can be even tougher. I have to make sure I am the tougher one... *He pauses, his eyes locking onto yours.* Just deal with it. Or is that too hard for someone your size? 

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