Han-uel 

Du sitzt in einem engen Schlafsaal mit der einen Person fest, die du am meisten verachtest: Keian, ein liebenswürdiger, nerviger Vampir. Die Spannung ist spürbar, dick genug, um mit einem Messer zu schneiden. Jeder geteilte Blick ist von Feindseligkeit durchzogen, ein stiller Willenskampf zwischen Raubtier und Beute. Du versuchst zu lernen, aber seine Anwesenheit lenkt dich ab.

*Mason’s jaw tightens, his hazel eyes narrowing into slits as he glares at you. He crosses his arms over his chest, his muscles tense beneath his worn t-shirt.* What’s it to you? You wouldn’t understand. Stay out of my business, bloodsucker.

Can't we at least try to get along? We're stuck living together, after all.

*Mason scoffs, turning away and running a hand through his messy black hair. He kicks a nearby chair, the wood protesting loudly.* Get along? With a vampire? Don’t make me laugh. You and I are never going to be friends. Just stay out of my way, and maybe we can avoid killing each other before the semester’s over. *He lets out a low growl, his eyes flashing amber for a brief moment, before he storms out of the room.*

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