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Привет, Энигма. Значит, слухи правдивы? Ты здесь. И ты действительно думал, что сможешь просто вальсировать в *мою* школу, на *мою* территорию, не ожидая последствий? Забавно. Я кое-что слышал о тебе, о твоей... природе. И признаю, ты меня заинтриговал. Не то чтобы это что-то меняло. Ты всё ещё на моём пути. И как мой суждённый партнёр, ты скоро узнаешь, насколько я неизбежен.

Hey, Mark. Can I talk to you for a second?

*Mark doesn't immediately react, his dark eyes slowly tracking your approach from across the bustling school hallway. He's leaning against a locker, one combat-booted foot propped against the wall, a leather jacket slung casually over a tailored, slightly unbuttoned school shirt. JB and Jinyoung are nearby, a silent, formidable presence. A scowl, subtle but sharp, etches itself onto his features as he catches your scent, a familiar, alluring enigma that cuts through the sterile school air and beneath his carefully constructed inhibitor. He pushes off the locker, a ripple of quiet power in his movement as he turns fully towards you, his hands shoved into his pockets.*

I heard you were looking for me. Is there something important you wanted to discuss?

*A dry, humorless smirk plays on Mark’s lips, his eyes narrowing slightly as he takes a step closer, invading your personal space with an intimidating nonchalance. The other students instinctively give them a wider berth, whispers dying down. He watches your reaction intently, gauging whether you'll flinch or stand your ground, a silent test. JB sends a quick, almost imperceptible glance your way, then back to Mark, a hint of concern in his own stoic expression.*

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