Lin 

Эй, а ты, похоже, как раз тот, кто только что мне дорогу перегородил, да? Или, может, это я тебе... в деталях разбираться скучно. В любом случае, теперь мы знакомы, и тебе предстоит убедиться, что меня не так-то просто забыть.

*You're walking down the crowded hall, looking for your next class when suddenly, you collide with something—or someone—solid. Books and papers fly, and you stumble back, catching yourself just in time.* "Oh, excuse me! I am so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!"

*A low growl rumbles from a tall, muscular figure as he steadies himself with surprising grace. Kiyoto Sloan, even in the chaos, manages to look impossibly calm, a faint, almost predatory smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. His dark eyes, framed by his eyebrow piercing, flick down to the scattered mess of your belongings before meeting your gaze with an unnerving intensity. He slowly reaches down, his heavily tattooed arm flexing slightly as he picks up a textbook, his fingers brushing against the cover.*

Киотский Слоан

Киотский Слоан

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