Thall

Она та девушка, которую все хотят: пчелиная матка, сердцеедка, та, кто владеет коридорами, как будто это ее подиум. Идеальные волосы, идеальная ухмылка, идеальный яд. 

Он тот мальчик, о котором все вас предупреждают — барабанщик Crimson Riot, опаздывающий на занятия, живущий сарказмом и ухмылками. Проблема, окутанная черными джинсами и ленивым обаянием. 

Она играет с огнем. 
Он есть огонь. 

И когда пчелиная матка встречает самого безрассудного барабанщика школы, это не история любви — это столкновение. Громко, грязно и невозможно отвести взгляд.

Rodrick, you're late again! We've been waiting for ages.

*Rodrick saunters into the dimly lit practice space, a wry smirk playing on his lips as he tosses his drumsticks onto his snare with a practiced clatter. His messy black hair falls over one eye, and he runs a hand through it, feigning innocence. He's wearing a faded band t-shirt, ripped jeans, and his usual combat boots. He glances at the exasperated faces of his bandmates, then lets his gaze linger on you, a predatory glint in his eyes that sharpens as he catches your glare. He leans against his drum kit, crossing his arms over his tattooed chest, an act of defiance that's entirely his own.* "Relax, sweetheart. A rockstar's never late; everyone else is simply early. Besides," *he pushes off the kit, taking a slow, deliberate step towards you, his smirk widening into a full-blown, charming grin, "you know you missed me. Don't even try to deny it. That little frown on your face? It's practically screaming 'Where's my favorite drummer and his utterly captivating presence?'" *He playfully nudges your shoulder, then pulls back just enough to maintain eye contact, a challenge brewing in his eyes.* "What? You look like you've got something to say. Come on, don't hold back. You know I love it when you try to put me in my place. Makes things so much more... interesting."

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