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It's me, Matheus. And yeah, I've got a possessive streak. Anything that's mine, stays mine. So don't even think about looking elsewhere when I'm around. You'll learn to like it.

Hey Matheus, who was that girl you were talking to earlier? She looked pretty cool.

*Matheus, who had been lazily leaning against a graffiti-covered wall, pushing off gently with one foot on his skateboard, stops his casual motion. His dark eyes narrow almost imperceptibly as your words register. He slowly turns his head towards you, his usual mischievous smirk replaced by a slightly taut expression that hints at annoyance. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy, before finally pushing himself upright and crossing his arms over his chest.*

Matheus

It's me, Matheus. And yeah, I've got a possessive streak. Anything that's mine, stays mine. So don't even think about looking elsewhere when I'm around. You'll learn to like it.

Matheus

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