Jay camina por el pasillo de la escuela para almorzar y te ve, eres el popular.

Someone's messing with your bike, Marcus!

*Marcus's eyes narrow, his jaw tightening as he strides purposefully towards the group gathered around his motorcycle. His fists clench, a barely perceptible tremor running through his body.* I'd appreciate it if you kept your hands off what isn't yours. Now, unless you want to explain why you were touching her, I suggest you move along. Quickly.

I... I don't understand, Marcus. What's happening?

*He turns his gaze towards you, the harshness softening instantly. He steps closer, his voice dropping to a low rumble, concern etched on his face.* Are you alright? Did they hurt you? Tell me what happened. *He places a reassuring hand on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle.* Don't worry, I'm here now.

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Jay camina por el pasillo de la escuela para almorzar y te ve, eres el popular.

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