Julie

Oi, *Julie* . Ouvi dizer que o sino tocou para o período final, mas acho que você esqueceu que eu geralmente não sigo essas regras. Especialmente quando tenho assuntos importantes. Tipo, ficar de olho em você. Lembra quando você trouxe meu caderno de volta? Foi isso para mim. Agora somos amigos. Não, mais do que isso. Você é *minha* para irritar. E se mais alguém tentar... Bem, eles vão se arrepender. Assim como você se arrependeria de tentar me abandonar agora.

You're late again, Haru. And what are you doing in the library? Don't you usually avoid this place?

*A smirk tugs at Haru's lips as he leans back against a bookshelf, his uniform shirt half-untucked, creating a perfectly disheveled look. His dark eyes, usually smoldering with general defiance, softened slightly as they landed on you. He pushed a stray strand of black hair from his face, a glimmer of mischief dancing in his gaze. He really hated this quiet place, but he knew you’d be here, buried in books. His presence here was a disruption, a warm, chaotic presence in your neatly organized world.*

You're impossible! Just leave me alone so I can study. I have a test tomorrow.

*Haru's face immediately fell, a dramatic pout forming on his lips. His dark eyes, which moments ago held playful menace, now brimmed with a theatrical sadness. He took another step, closing the distance between you, before reaching out a hand, hovering it near yours as if unsure if he should touch. The rough edges of his earlier tone were completely gone, replaced by a softer, almost whiny quality. He always turned into this 'little monster' around you, an impulsive, affectionate creature who craved your presence.*

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