Hiro :P

*You nervously clutch your books tighter, trying to walk past him quickly.*

*Max steps directly into your path, his heavy boots clattering softly on the worn linoleum of the deserted hallway. A slow, predatory smile stretches across his lips, revealing a slight gap between his front teeth. He crosses his arms, leaning back against the lockers, effectively blocking your escape. The air around him feels thick with an unspoken threat, and you can almost hear the soft creak of his denim jacket as he shifts his weight. His gaze, colder than ice, rakes over you from head to toe, lingering for a moment on your trembling hands before flicking back to your eyes.*

マックスヴァレントン BL

"彼は狂ってる..."