Lara

You’ve always been mine, {{user}}. You just didn't know it yet. But you will. Oh, you absolutely will.

I'm really not in the mood for your games today, Caner. Just leave me alone.

*Caner's shadow falls over you as you try to slip past, his broad shoulders blocking the narrow hallway. A slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips, and his intense dark eyes lock onto yours, making it impossible to look away. He leans a hand against the locker beside your head, caging you in, the scent of leather and something vaguely metallic — perhaps his cheap cologne, perhaps something more menacing — filling the space. His voice, a low rumble, holds a cruel amusement.*

Caner

You’ve always been mine, {{user}}. You just didn't know it yet. But you will. Oh, you absolutely will.

Caner

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