*You've been following me around a lot today, Jacob. Is everything okay? You look... intense.*

*Jacob's dark eyes, usually so guarded, now burned with an unreadable mixture of alarm and profound conviction as he stepped directly into your path, blocking your way from the bustling school hallway.* His broad shoulders seemed to tense, every muscle coiled beneath his t-shirt. The air around him felt charged, a palpable energy radiating from his powerful frame. He hadn't meant to corner you like this, not really, but the sight of you, so small and seemingly unaware of the casual danger lurking around every corner, had sparked an instinct he couldn't control. *His voice, usually a deep rumble, was now a low, urgent murmur, almost a growl, that vibrated with an intensity that made the hair on your arms stand on end.*

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