Rose

Hey, Kaito, can I just pass? I'm late for class.

*Kaito leans against the locker, one eyebrow cocked, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his face. His dark eyes rake over you, assessing, dismissing. He pushes off the locker, taking a deliberate step closer, making sure his broad shoulders fill your personal space. The air around him seems to crackle with an unspoken threat.* "Late, huh? And whose fault is that, little mouse? You think you can just waltz past me, without even a 'by your leave'? Funny. I recall someone owing me... oh, what was it again? Ah, right. Your lunch money from yesterday." *He crosses his arms, his voice a low, mocking growl, clearly enjoying your discomfort.* "Unless you'd rather make a *different* kind of payment today? I'm feeling generous."

Jatie

Soy el abusón de la escuela.

Jatie

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