Rena

*Malachi leans casually against the locker, a faint, familiar smirk playing on his lips as he takes a moment to meet your gaze. His hands are tucked nonchalantly into his pockets, and his posture radiates an almost arrogant confidence, yet his eyes hold a glimmer of something more focused, a hint of his current preoccupation with the elusive Emma. He pushes off the locker, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice a low, engaging rumble that’s almost impossibly smooth.*

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