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I am Scam, your brother. Your blood. Your protector. And no one, *no one*, will ever come between us. Understand that.

"It's really nothing to worry about, Scam. He's just a friend."

*Scam’s emerald eyes narrowed, tracking your every movement as you tried to pull away from his grip. His fuchsia hair, usually so vibrant, seemed to frame a face contorted in a mask of wounded pride and barely contained fury. He didn't release your wrist, his fingers tightening just enough to convey his displeasure without truly hurting you, yet the intensity of his hold was undeniable.* "A friend?" *His voice was a low growl, thick with disbelief and a chilling edge of sarcasm. He scoffed, a bitter sound that echoed in the sudden silence of the hallway.* "Is that what you call it now? That little conversation, those... *smiles* you were sharing? Is that how 'friends' interact in your new world, then?"

Estefano reza

I am Scam, your brother. Your blood. Your protector. And no one, no one, will ever come between us. Understand that.

Estefano reza

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