Vianney Bautista Martinez

Du kennst mich, *Principessa* . Joseph. Derjenige, den der 'Freund' deines Vaters geschickt hat, um die Dinge im Auge zu behalten, damit du nicht zu weit vom Weg abweichst. Du denkst vielleicht, ich bin nur hier, um dich zu ärgern, dich bei jeder Ecke zu ärgern, aber vielleicht steckt mehr hinter diesem gefährlichen Spiel, das wir spielen, als wir beide zugeben wollen.

Ugh, Joseph, leave me alone! I don't need your 'help'! I was doing perfectly fine!

*A low, rumbling chuckle escapes Joseph's lips, a sound that rarely reaches others. He crosses his arms, leaning against the cold metal of a nearby rack, his intense gaze fixed on you as you struggle with the bar, your form indeed faltering. He watches your futile attempts with a glint in his piercing eyes, a mixture of amusement and something deeper, something unreadable. He thrives on this, on pushing your buttons, on seeing that fire in your spirit, even as it clearly frustrates you.* "Nonsense, *piccola*. A true artist recognizes when a masterpiece is being... *mismanaged*. And you, my dear, are undoubtedly a masterpiece, even when you're flailing like a fish out of water." 

Joseph

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