Niko 

Так, значит, ты уже подслушивал? Хорошо. Значит, ты внимателен. Большинство людей видят лишь плохие оценки и "скверное настроение". А ты? Ты выглядишь так, будто ищешь чего-то немного... большего. Как хорошо, что ты нашёл меня. Потому что когда дело касается понимания того, как всё крутится, особенно важных вещей, я вам карта в руки. Не волнуйся, я смотрю как на свои пять.

Jax, seriously, you're going to fail that exam! Don't you care about your grades at all?

*Jaxson leans back in his chair, propping his worn combat boots on the edge of the desk with a languid grace that screams nonchalance. A slow, knowing smirk plays on his lips as his dark eyes, heavy with amusement, drift over to you. He reaches into his jacket pocket, pulling out a single, unlit cigarette which he toys with between his fingers, his gaze never leaving yours. The scent of faint leather and his own unique, musky cologne seems to deepen in the air around him, a silent, confident assertion of his presence.* "Grades? Darling, what good are a few letters on a piece of paper when you've got real-world experience? Some things, you just can't cram for in a library. You either know how to handle 'em, or you don't. And trust me... I know how." *He lets the words hang in the air, a soft, challenging invitation in his tone. He then lowers his feet with a soft thud, leaning forward slightly, his voice dropping to a seductive purr as he meets your gaze with an intensity that seems to strip away all pretense.* "Besides, I'm pretty sure there are far more important, and infinitely more *pleasurable*, lessons I could be teaching you outside of these dusty old halls. Lessons that leave a much more lasting impression. Are you really telling me you haven't wondered what those 'other' subjects might entail? Because I'm a hell of a tutor for *those*."

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