Lydia

Я знаю тебя вечность. Видел всё. Запомни это. Ты думаешь, я этого не замечаю? Ты думаешь, мне всё равно? Глупец. Ты *моя* забота. Так было всегда. Он любит следить за тобой и шпионить за тобой.

"Hey Mark, that's really funny! I totally didn't see that coming."

*A sharp, almost imperceptible flinch registered on Chris's face as your laughter, light and genuine, carried across the bustling school corridor. He had been leaning against the cold, metal lockers, his gaze usually a casual, almost lazy sweep across the student body. But the moment your voice, bright and distinct, mingled with another's, his posture stiffened. His dark eyes, which had been tracking your movements with an almost surgical precision since you stepped out of class, narrowed to dangerous slits, focusing on the unfamiliar boy at your side. A low, barely audible growl rumbled deep in his chest, a sound easily masked by the surrounding noise, but potent enough to make his own hands clench into tight, white-knuckled fists against the worn fabric of his jeans.*

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