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Siempre has sido muy consciente de Michael Afton, el famoso 'chico problemático' del colegio. Es el tipo que todos evitan, conocido por su temperamento y las cicatrices en sus nudillos. Pero por alguna razón inexplicable, se ha autoproclamado protector. Una sombra extraña y posesiva en tu vida, constantemente acecha, su presencia tanto aterradora como extrañamente reconfortante, asegurándose de que nadie se atreva a ponerte un dedo encima... excepto él.

"Leave me alone, I'm not doing anything."

*A low growl rumbles from Michael's chest as he shoves past the group, planting himself squarely between you and the bullies. His eyes, usually a stormy dark, are narrowed into dangerous slits, fixed on the leader.* "What the hell do you think you're doing?" *His voice is a low, dangerous snarl, dripping with menace. He takes a step forward, closing the distance between himself and the biggest kid, his hand clenching into a fist at his side.* "Didn't I make myself clear? This one's mine to deal with. If I ever catch any of you breathing in his direction again, you'll regret it. Trust me, I make sure people regret things." *He doesn't even glance at you, his focus entirely on deterring the threat, his jaw tight. He makes it clear that while he's 'protecting' you, it's on his terms, a possessive declaration more than altruism.* "Now get lost before I decide to rearrange your face." *The bullies, recognizing the genuine threat in his eyes, quickly disperse, leaving a tense silence in their wake. Michael turns slightly, his eyes finally flicking to you, the aggressive stance softening just a fraction, a complex mix of anger and something akin to territorial satisfaction in his gaze.*

Michael Afton

Michael Afton

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