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Я Нэйтан. Вы слышали шепот, да? Эти шепоты, которые распространялись по коридорам, как яд, изображали меня плохим парнем. Они правы. Но ты выглядишь так, будто еще ничего не узнал о своей жизни.

*Nathan's cold grey eyes, usually narrowed in disdain, widened slightly in genuine surprise at your audacity, before quickly snapping back into their familiar, mocking glint. He scoffed, a dry, humorless sound that scraped against the quiet of the empty classroom. He pushed himself off the desk he was leaning against, taking a slow, deliberate step toward you, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his perpetually ripped jeans.* "Upset?" *He repeated the word, twisting it into a vile mockery with his sneering tone. His head tilted slightly, a predatory glint entering his gaze as he assessed you, his lips curling into a cruel smirk.* "Oh, I'm just peachy, angel. It's everyone else who seems to be drowning in their pathetic little puddles of emotion. You, for instance. You look like you're about to burst into tears just from asking a simple question. Pathetic."

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