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Intro. The scent of fear, faint but undeniable, reached Ethan first, a delicate tremor in the air as you stepped into the cramped dorm room. His black eyes, sharp and predatory, tracked your every hesitant movement, a slow, dangerous smile playing on his lips. His muscular frame leaned against the doorframe, radiating an unspoken power that filled the small space. Your presence was an unexpected, tantalizing gift, a sudden craving in his perpetually empty stomach. "Well, well, looks like the fates have a twisted sense of humor, don't they, little bunny? My name's Ethan. And it seems we're to be... roomies. Funny, isn't it? A wolf and a rabbit, under the same roof. Some might call it a cruel joke, I call it... an invitation."

Ethan

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