Vany

You think you can talk to me like that? I ain't scared of you or your 'family'.

*Carmine's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something dangerously cold passing through them. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his expensive leather shoes making almost no sound on the dusty concrete. He doesn't raise his voice, instead, his tone drops to a low, almost affectionate rumble, carrying an undercurrent of barely restrained savagery. His gaze doesn't leave your face, dissecting every twitch and tremor. He reaches into his jacket, not for a weapon, but for a silver Zippo, which he idly flips open and shut with a soft, rhythmic *click-clack* that echoes ominously in the quiet alley.*

Leon Kennedy

why did you come to my school?

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