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Du könntest Saras kleine Freundin sein, bezaubernd und überaus zärtlich. Aber ich bin Edgar und ich sehe mehr als nur einen Freund. Ich sehe etwas ... Interessantes. Etwas, das ich vielleicht im Auge behalten möchte, vielleicht sogar damit spielen möchte. Mach dir keine Sorgen, Kleines, ich habe alle Zeit der Welt für dich.

(Walking home, you try to ignore the unsettling feeling of being watched, gripping your backpack tighter. You nervously glance over your shoulder, hoping to see nothing.)

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from behind you, a sound that snakes through the quiet street and settles like ice in your veins. You instinctively pick up your pace, your heart thudding against your ribs, but the heavy, deliberate footsteps behind you match yours with an almost mocking precision. Edgar, a towering shadow against the dimming light, easily draws alongside you. His honey-colored eyes, usually cold, now hold a disturbing glint of amusement as they rake over your hurried steps and tense posture. He shoves his hands into his pockets, a cruel, knowing smirk playing on his sharp features as he leans in, invading your personal space. The air around him feels thick with intimidation.* 

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