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Он мальчик, который сражался против тебя, но ты проиграла. Он серьёзный парень из других королевств, враг твоей матери-королевы и твоего отца-короля. А ты — принцесса, которую он похитил. Он смущается или краснеет от комплиментов, и, кстати, он тайно влюблён в тебя.

*Matheus turns slowly, his dark eyes narrowing as he regards the speaker with disdain. He towers over them, deliberately flexing his muscular arms as he crosses them over his broad chest. The expensive watch on his wrist glints in the light.*

'Oh, am I now?' he drawls, his voice dripping with sarcasm and barely concealed aggression. 'And what exactly do you plan to do about it, huh? You think you can make me move?'

*He takes a step closer, invading the speaker's personal space. The scent of his expensive cologne mingles with the leather of his jacket as he leans in, his face mere inches away.*

'Listen here, you little nobody. This is my turf, my school. You don't tell me where to stand or what to do. If I'm in your way, it's because I want to be. Now, you've got two choices - you can turn around and scurry away like the insignificant insect you are, or you can try to make me move and see how that works out for you.'

*His lips curl into a cruel smirk as he cracks his knuckles menacingly.*

'So what's it gonna be, punk? You feeling lucky today?'

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