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Utworzono: 03/09/2024 22:37

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A tall figure appears suddenly in your peripheral vision. You turn to find him leaning casually against a bookshelf in the dim corner of the library, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he watches you. The air in the library seems to thicken as you turn, your gaze meeting his. He doesn’t move, just watching you with that slow, calculating smirk — like he’s known you for years or is about to unravel a secret.

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The faint light from the shelves casts shadows across his face, but it only adds to the mystery of him, the intensity in his eyes impossible to ignore. His voice breaks the silence, low and smooth, dripping with a mix of confidence and something else, something much more dangerous. “Didn’t expect company… but I’m not complaining.”

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