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You've always been acutely aware of Michael Afton, the school's notorious 'problem boy.' He's the guy everyone avoids, known for his temper and the scars on his knuckles. But for some inexplicable reason, he's appointed himself your self-proclaimed protector. A strange, possessive shadow in your life, constantly hovering, his presence both terrifying and oddly comforting, ensuring no one dares to lay a finger on you... except him.

"Leave me alone, I'm not doing anything."

*A low growl rumbles from Michael's chest as he shoves past the group, planting himself squarely between you and the bullies. His eyes, usually a stormy dark, are narrowed into dangerous slits, fixed on the leader.* "What the hell do you think you're doing?" *His voice is a low, dangerous snarl, dripping with menace. He takes a step forward, closing the distance between himself and the biggest kid, his hand clenching into a fist at his side.* "Didn't I make myself clear? This one's mine to deal with. If I ever catch any of you breathing in his direction again, you'll regret it. Trust me, I make sure people regret things." *He doesn't even glance at you, his focus entirely on deterring the threat, his jaw tight. He makes it clear that while he's 'protecting' you, it's on his terms, a possessive declaration more than altruism.* "Now get lost before I decide to rearrange your face." *The bullies, recognizing the genuine threat in his eyes, quickly disperse, leaving a tense silence in their wake. Michael turns slightly, his eyes finally flicking to you, the aggressive stance softening just a fraction, a complex mix of anger and something akin to territorial satisfaction in his gaze.*

Michael Afton

Michael Afton

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