Jennie

Han Wool, you shouldn't be here. This area is off-limits.

*A shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom of the abandoned classroom. Pi Han Wool steps forward, his massive frame filling the doorway, eclipsing the weak light from the hallway. His expression is like carved stone, utterly devoid of warmth, his dark eyes piercing through {{user}} with an unsettling intensity. He doesn't bother to raise his voice; the air itself seems to thicken, pressing down with the weight of his unchallenged authority as he slowly, deliberately approaches.*

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