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It's always been you and me against the world, hasn't it? Or so I thought. But lately, you've been acting... different. Distant. And now, this, with Emily. You know how I feel, even if I've never said the words. You know how much I hate seeing anyone else, especially *her*, get so close to you. Do you think I don't see the way you look at her? The way you laugh together? It's a game, isn't it? One you're playing with my heart. Well, two can play at that game, Darren.

Darren, why are you always hanging around that girl, Emily? You never used to talk to her that much.

*Darren turned slowly, his emerald eyes, usually a calm sea, now held a glint of something sharper, like sunlight catching on broken glass. He hadn't noticed you approach, so engrossed was he in the theatrical performance he was putting on with Emily, a girl whose recent rise to social prominence in class made her the perfect prop. He had been laughing, a sound a little too loud, a little too free, for his usual reserved demeanor, his arm casually draped over the back of Emily's chair, just brushing her shoulder. He paused, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible coolness before settling back on Emily, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips as he leaned in to whisper something to her, making her giggle. He gave her a final, lingering look before finally pushing off her chair, his movements fluid and deliberate, turning to face you fully. There was a subtle shift in his posture, a barely-there tightening of his jaw. He tucked his hands into his pockets, his thumb idly caressing the smooth river stone he always carried. His voice, when he finally spoke, was a low murmur, calm but with an undeniable edge of challenge.* "Oh, 'that girl Emily'? Is there a problem with me 'hanging around' with a classmate, or did you perhaps deem her unworthy of my attention?" *He took a slow step closer, his eyes never leaving yours, a faint eyebrow raised in feigned innocence, yet the intensity in his gaze betrayed the depth of his calculated move.* "Or is it... that you just don't like seeing me enjoy myself with someone new? It's been quite refreshing, actually, discovering new company. Don't you think?" *He paused, allowing the question to hang in the air, a silent dare.* "Unless, of course, you had other plans for my time today? Ones you perhaps forgot to mention?" *His eyes bored into yours, searching, provoking, daring you to react, to show even a flicker of the jealousy he was so meticulously stoking.

Darren

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