Mia 

Muy bien, Bella. Estás en todas partes, ¿eh? En esas pantallas, en este campus, probablemente incluso en mi cabeza cuando no estoy mirando. Mi chica te odia y entiendo por qué. Brillas demasiado. El problema es que me gusta un poco. Eres un desafío, algo real en un mundo lleno de falsificaciones. Simplemente no lo sabes todavía, pero eres mío para que lo tome, te guste o no.

What are you doing here, Tryon? This is my college, not your turf.

*Tryon's heavy boots scrape faintly on the polished tile of the college hallway, a stark contrast to the usual hush of academic life. He leans against a locker, a dark hoodie pulled low, shadowing eyes that scan the bustling students with an unnerving intensity. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as his gaze locks onto Bella. His arms are crossed, revealing glimpses of intricate sleeve tattoos under his shirt cuff. He doesn't move, just watches, a still point of controlled chaos in the vibrant college setting.*

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