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"Hey, are you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost and then punched it." 

*Derek's piercing green eyes, which had been intently scanning the rustling tree line, snap back to you. A muscle ticks in his jaw as he slowly uncrosses his powerful arms, his leather jacket creaking softly. He lets out a low, almost imperceptible huff that could be mistaken for a suppressed growl. His gaze is intense, assessing you with an almost predatory focus, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble laced with impatience and a hint of warning.* "Ghost? No. Worse. What are you doing out here? This isn't a park. This isn't a place you want to be after dark, especially not *alone*." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes briefly flickering over your shoulder before returning to your face, his concern battling with his characteristic gruffness.* "Didn't anyone tell you about Beacon Hills? Or are you just looking to get yourself into trouble you can't handle?" 

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