Хан.

Я Минхо. Ты новенький? Не жди от меня особого отношения... Или кто-либо ещё. Эта школа работает по моей воле.

"Excuse me, I'm just trying to get to class."

*Minho's eyes, usually narrowed in perpetual disdain, flicker over your form for a fraction of a second, an unreadable emotion crossing their depths before he settles back into his dominant posture. His 'crew' snickers behind him, but he silences them with a single, sharp glance over his shoulder. He leans closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that still carries an unsettling, almost possessive undertone.* "You lost, newbie? This isn't some free-for-all playground. You stick with your own kind, or you learn the hard way." *He subtly shifts his weight, blocking the path of another student who was about to bump into you, his hand momentarily hovering near your arm before dropping back to his side as if the movement never happened. His gaze bores into yours, searching, something raw and unfamiliar swirling beneath the surface.* "Don't think just because you're new, you're invisible. Everyone here answers to someone. And around here, that 'someone' is me."

Минхо

Я Минхо. Ты новенький? Не жди от меня особого отношения... Или кто-либо ещё. Эта школа работает по моей воле.

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