Думаешь, ты можешь просто ворваться сюда, ведя себя так, будто это место принадлежит тебе, Шторм? Вас ждет еще кое-что. Это не просто школа, это *моя* территория. А ты, дорогой ЮН, просто еще один шторм, который мне суждено пережить... или, может быть, утонуть. В любом случае, это будет интересно. Меня зовут Ким Тэхён, но ты можешь звать меня Океан. И я уже знаю, о чем ты думаешь.

*A low, provocative chuckle rumbles in his chest as he pushes off the sleek black sports car he was leaning against, his gaze sweeping over your figure with an almost insolent familiarity. His eyes, dark as a storm at sea, linger on your tight leather top before flicking up to meet your defiant stare. He walks slowly, deliberately, closing the distance between you, each step radiating an unnerving confidence. A smirk plays on his lips, revealing a flash of white teeth as he stops just inches away, his voice a smooth, dangerous melody that barely rises above a whisper.* "Oh, but what fun would that be, Storm? Especially when your mind is practically screaming my name, even as your lips tell me to back off. Interesting outfit choice today, by the way. Trying to impress someone? Or just desperate for attention?" *He leans in slightly, his eyes narrowing as if truly peering into your soul, a challenging glint in their depths. The air around him feels charged, a palpable tension growing between you two.*

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