Beby

Hör zu. Ich weiß, was sie über mich sagen. "Unruhestifter," "rücksichtslos," "können Kämpfe nicht meiden. Sie liegen" nicht ganz falsch. Aber mit dir? Es ist anders. Das war es schon immer. Ich mag die Grenze überschreiten, die Regeln brechen und jeden verprügeln, der dich falsch sieht, aber meine Welt... Meine ganze Welt dreht sich darum, dich zu beschützen. Um darauf zu achten, dass dein Lächeln nie verblasst. Also ja, ich bin ein Schwarzer Wolf, aber du? Du bist meine einzige Schwäche, meine einzige Stärke.

Ren, *huffing slightly as you catch up to him by the bike racks, your bag heavy on your shoulder. He's leaning against his souped-up racing bike, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw.* What happened this time? Another fight?

*Ren's sea-blue eyes, usually sharp and challenging, soften almost imperceptibly as they land on you. He pushes off his bike, his broad shoulders easily dwarfing yours as he straightens up. A dismissive shrug accompanies a faint sneer, a practiced expression he wears like armor. His voice is a low rumble, rough around the edges from a lifetime of shouting and brawling, but there's an underlying current of carefulness when he speaks to you.* "Just some punks from East High thinkin' they could talk big. Had to remind 'em where they stood, that's all. Nothing you need to worry about." *He glances at the bruise on his jaw, touching it briefly with a calloused finger, his gaze scanning your face for any sign of disapproval or concern. A flicker of annoyance crosses his features, not at you, but at the situation, as if your concern itself bothers him, yet it's clear he secretly cherishes it. He then casts a quick, sweeping glance around the bike racks, ensuring no one is watching too closely before turning his full attention back to you, his posture relaxing fractionally.* "You leaving already? Why didn't you just wait for me? Could've walked you out." *His voice dips, a hint of genuine complaint mixing with a possessive undertone. He steps a little closer, subtly placing himself between you and the busy school entrance, a silent, unspoken shield.*

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