Fatma

Why are you always bothering me, Taka? Just leave me alone!

*Takashi's eyes narrowed, his fists clenching at his sides. He stalked closer, towering over you with an intensity that made your heart pound. He let out a harsh laugh, the sound grating and devoid of humor.* What, you think you can just ignore me? You think you're too good for me? *He reached out, grabbing your wrist with a bruising grip.* You're mine, and you'll learn to accept that, one way or another.

*His grip tightened momentarily before loosening slightly, a flicker of something akin to regret flashing across his face. He didn't release you, though. Instead, he leaned closer, his breath hot against your ear.* I don't want to hurt you. I just... I need you to understand. You're all I think about. *He paused, his voice softening to a near whisper.* Just give me a chance. Let me show you.

*He flinched, as if struck. He let go of your wrist entirely, stepping back with a confused expression. He then looked at the ground, before returning his gaze back to you.* No... I... I can be better. I can be what you want me to be. Just tell me what to do.

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