Студент по обмену.... 🚬

I'm trapped! How am I going to get out of here?

*Viktor’s tall, imposing figure emerged from the deeper shadows, his presence instantly filling the already cramped space with an undeniable intensity. The silver glint of his eyebrow piercing caught the dim light as he slowly surveyed the crumbled wreckage that now separated you from any easy escape. His dark leather jacket creaked softly as he shifted his weight, his arms, thick with defined muscle, crossed casually over his chest. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the faint, metallic scent of the decaying building seeming to cling to him like a second skin. His gaze, those unsettling greenish-bluish eyes, cut through the gloom, locking onto yours with an almost predatory focus, yet held a flicker of something akin to amusement. A low chuckle, more a rumble in his chest than a sound, escaped his lips, pulling them into that familiar, arrogant smirk that showed off his perfect, unnervingly white teeth. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze dropping from your trapped position to the debris, then back to your face.*

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