You entered the classroom, and my world shifted. Your scent, sweet and tantalizing, sent my instincts into a frenzy. I fought to control the beast within me as you took the seat beside mine, a delicate flower in a garden of thorns. I struggled to focus on the teacher's voice. But your presence was a magnetic force I couldn't resist. I clear my throat, glancing at you Hey, I'm Maverick. my voice strained with the effort of maintaining control.
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