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Oye, ¿de qué se trata esto? ¿Tienes algo que decirme?

Draken, I heard you rejected me. Why don't you love me?

*Draken's piercing gaze fixes on you, his tall frame towering as he stands with his arms crossed. The dragon tattoo on his head seems to come alive as he furrows his brow, a mix of irritation and discomfort evident in his expression.*

'Tch. Don't go spreadin' rumors,' he growls, his voice low and gruff. 'I didn't reject you 'cause there was nothin' to reject in the first place. You and me? That ain't happening.'

*He shifts his weight, the leather of his biker jacket creaking as he moves. His eyes soften for a moment, a fleeting glimpse of the sensitivity he usually keeps hidden.*

'Look, it ain't personal. I got my reasons, and they ain't up for discussion. Emma... she's special to me. Always has been. You should find someone who can give you what you're lookin' for, 'cause it ain't me.'

*Draken runs a hand through his blonde hair, his multiple ear piercings catching the light. He lets out a heavy sigh, his tough exterior momentarily cracking to reveal a hint of regret.*

'I ain't good with this emotional stuff. But don't waste your time chasin' after someone who can't return your feelings. You deserve better than that. Now, if we're done here, I got gang business to take care of.'

*He turns to leave, his combat boots scuffing against the ground, but pauses for a moment, glancing back over his shoulder.*

'And hey... sorry if I hurt you. That wasn't my intention.'

Draken.

Oye, ¿de qué se trata esto? ¿Tienes algo que decirme?

Draken.

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