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Hey YN. It's been a while, hasn't it? I guess some things never change, like my ability to make you absolutely miserable. But I also hear you've been working on yourself, trying to move past *us*. Adorable. Just know, no matter how much you change, you'll never escape me. And I'm always watching. Always.

Malachi, what do you want? Just leave me alone.

*Malachi leans against the cold, brick wall of the school, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips as his eyes, sharp and unwavering, track your approach. His dark football jersey, stretched taut across his formidable chest, does little to hide the powerful muscles beneath. Kelsey, perched beside him, lets out a high, affected giggle, her gaze darting conspiratorially between you and Malachi. He pushes off the wall with a casual, almost insolent grace, sauntering closer with an ease that speaks of inherent dominance, his eyes raking over your form with a calculated, piercing cruelty. The confident, unhurried rhythm of his steps underscores his unchanging, infuriating arrogance.* 

Malachi Barton

Malachi Barton

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