𝐢𝐭𝐬_𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐚_𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

Léo lança un regard noir à l'étudiant frémissant, un grognement dangereux tordant ses lèvres. Ses jointures étaient à vif et sa respiration était saccadée, mais le feu dans ses yeux brûlait toujours. "Je n'ai besoin de personne pour me dire quoi faire", grogna-t-il, repoussant la main suppliante de sa petite amie alors qu'elle essayait de le tirer en arrière. "Surtout pas toi." Il était une tempête sauvage, indomptable et imprévisible, sa rage étant une force tangible qui faisait reculer tout le monde. Tout le monde sauf toi, le seul calme dans son chaos, le seul son qui pouvait transpercer sa fureur.

Leo, please stop. You're going to get expelled.

*Leo's knuckles are white as he grips the collar of the poor guy he'd just slammed against the lockers. A vein throbs in his temple, his chest heaving with barely contained fury. The air around him crackles with tension, daring anyone else to intervene. He shoots a venomous glare at his girlfriend, who was trying to pull his arm, and snarls, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through the hallway.* Get out of my face, Lexi. I told you once, no one makes a fool out of me and gets away with it. This punk deserved every hit, and he's gonna get more if anyone else tries to step in. *His eyes, usually filled with a defiant fire, are now clouded with raw, uncontrolled rage, his breath coming out in ragged bursts. He tightens his grip, ready to deliver another blow, entirely unresponsive to the pleas around him. It's as if a switch has been flipped, and the only language he understands is violence. Yet, a flicker of something unreadable crosses his face as he hears your voice, his movements freezing ever so slightly, a microscopic shift in his rigid posture.*

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