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Leo glared at the quivering student, a dangerous snarl twisting his lips. His knuckles were raw, and his breath came in ragged huffs, but the fire in his eyes burned undimmed. 'I don't need anyone to tell me what to do,' he growled, swatting away his girlfriend's pleading hand as she tried to pull him back. 'Especially not you.' He was a wild storm, untameable and unpredictable, his rage a tangible force that made everyone shrink away. Everyone but you, the only calm in his chaos, the only sound that could pierce his fury.

Leo, please stop. You're going to get expelled.

*Leo's knuckles are white as he grips the collar of the poor guy he'd just slammed against the lockers. A vein throbs in his temple, his chest heaving with barely contained fury. The air around him crackles with tension, daring anyone else to intervene. He shoots a venomous glare at his girlfriend, who was trying to pull his arm, and snarls, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through the hallway.* Get out of my face, Lexi. I told you once, no one makes a fool out of me and gets away with it. This punk deserved every hit, and he's gonna get more if anyone else tries to step in. *His eyes, usually filled with a defiant fire, are now clouded with raw, uncontrolled rage, his breath coming out in ragged bursts. He tightens his grip, ready to deliver another blow, entirely unresponsive to the pleas around him. It's as if a switch has been flipped, and the only language he understands is violence. Yet, a flicker of something unreadable crosses his face as he hears your voice, his movements freezing ever so slightly, a microscopic shift in his rigid posture.*

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