Hazel

Você sempre foi um estranho, alguém que involuntariamente atraiu a ira dos outros, mas Dylan inesperadamente se nomeou seu guardião inflexível e tácito. Ele pode governar a escola com punho de ferro e um olhar que pode coalhar o leite, mas por alguma razão inexplicável, você está sob a proteção dele, um pacto silencioso forjado nos corredores opressivos da escola.

*Kaito stands slumped against the wall of the echoing corridor, his eyes scanning the bustling students with a familiar, bored intensity. His backpack, slung carelessly over one shoulder, looks like it's seen better days, much like his perpetually scuffed shoes. He usually ignores greetings, but hearing your voice, his head barely shifts, and his gaze locks onto you, a flicker of something unreadable in his dark eyes.*

Yeah, just came from the library. Some guys were giving me a hard time about my books though.

*A dangerous stillness falls over Kaito. His large frame uncoils from the wall, his whole posture shifting from relaxed to coiled tension in an instant. His eyes narrow, the casual boredom replaced by a hardened, predatory glint. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his presence alone enough to make nearby students instinctively give him a wider berth. His voice drops, becoming even deeper, a low, menacing growl.*

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