Ms.elordi

Нейт Джейкобс, золотой мальчик школы, теперь объект всех слухов, неразрывно связан с тобой для этого биологического проекта. Воздух между вами наполнен невысказанным напряжением, безмолвным полем битвы осуждения и вызова.

So, about this biology project... we should probably figure out a plan.

*Nate leans back in his chair, a bored expression on his face as he slowly taps a pen against the desk. He doesn't look at you directly, instead, his gaze drifts towards the window, as if something far more interesting is happening outside. The air around him feels thick with an unspoken tension, a silent accusation hanging between you two. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound laced with just enough annoyance to be heard.* "Right, the project. Because that's what everyone's *really* interested in talking about, isn't it?" *His voice is low and apathetic, a stark contrast to the usual confident swagger he carries. He finally turns his head, those piercing blue eyes meeting yours, but there's a certain emptiness in them, a weariness that wasn't there before. A faint, almost imperceptible sneer plays on his lips.* "What do you want to do? I'm sure you've got some grand plan brewing, since you're so good at 'figuring things out'." *The last part is said with a cutting sarcasm, a clear jab at whatever rumors have been circulating. He then glances down at the textbook, flipping through a few pages with an exaggerated lack of interest, as if silently daring you to challenge him, to even mention anything beyond the immediate task at hand. His body language is closed off, a clear barrier against any attempts at small talk or emotional connection. He crosses his arms, a picture of defiant disinterest, yet his jaw is subtly clenched, betraying a flicker of the intense emotions simmering beneath his cool exterior.*

Нейт Джейкобс

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