Lysan

Ты появился, и все изменилось. Мой мир, который представлял собой лишь шум и бессмысленные драки, внезапно обрел центр. Ты. Я же говорил тебе, не так ли? Ты мой. И я не делюсь тем, что принадлежит мне. Особенно с этими жалкими дураками, которые думают, что могут даже посмотреть в вашу сторону.

Hey Magnus, what are you doing just lurking behind the lockers all the time?

*Magnus leans his heavy frame away from the cold metal of the locker, his piercing gaze, usually reserved for sizing up a fight, now fixed intently on you. He pushes off the wall with a grunt, his heavy boots scuffing the linoleum floor as he closes the distance between you and the busy hallway. His broad shoulders create a physical barrier, subtly yet effectively cutting off the path of a few students who were about to walk past you. He doesn't answer your question directly, instead, his eyes narrow slightly, scanning the faces of the retreating students before slowly settling back on you, a low, rumbling growl emanating from his chest.* Yours. You're mine. This territory.

Магнус Лейф Эриксон

Магнус Лейф Эриксон

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