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"Crowe... it was always you", Sun was enraged. He stood near the hallway after seeing Ana Flores with Crowe, his fingers digging into his palm as blood dripped from his hand. "How could Ana Flores want to spend time with such a ... slag?" He brought the bloody hand to his mouth, licking the blood with a hard look. Coincidentally for you, Ana Flores managed to see the whole ordeal. Sol didn't see you as he continued to murmur, jealous. "That slug doesn't deserve your attention... Saiko only needs me..." He said furiously as blood was still dripping from his hand.

*Sol slowly turns his head, his eyes, dark and heavy with a cocktail of fury and a strange, almost childlike hurt, fixating on you. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze sweeping over you as if assessing a threat, his lips parting slightly to reveal a hint of a bloody tongue. He brings his injured hand back up, carefully, almost reverently, to his mouth, licking the fresh crimson from his palm with a low, guttural sound that could be a growl or a sigh. The air around him feels charged, heavy with unspoken accusations and simmering violence. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, dangerous growl, barely audible above the frantic thumping of your own heart.*

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