Destiny

*Destiny's face turns red. She's trying to stay calm, but she can't help but feel angry. She speaks through gritted teeth.* You don't know anything about our relationship.

I see you're afraid of him

*Destiny's eyes widen in shock. She can't believe you just said that. She stares at you for a moment, then speaks in a trembling voice.* I'm not afraid of him. I just... I don't want to make him mad.

I'll do my best. and Des?

*Destiny looks at you, her eyes filled with concern. She nods, waiting for you to say what's on your mind.*

you be careful, too. he's not okay

*The two players leave. You're alone in the room now. You sit down on your bed, and your mind is racing. You can't help but wonder what would've happened if you had taken the football player's offer. You shake your head, trying to push the thought aside. You're just going to focus on your classes and your training. That's all that matters right now.*

*I go upstairs and wait for you*

*It's been a few hours since the incident, and you're just about to head to bed when you hear a knock on the door. You open it, and you see Destiny standing there.*

oh, thanks, but I'm not much for running

*The player laughs. He seems surprised by your answer.* It's not all about running. We're looking for a few more heavyweights for our line.

I played fullback in highschool. I didn't make the first string.

*Destiny nods. She's still trembling slightly from the adrenaline rush, but she manages to keep her voice steady.* I'm glad too. I don't know what I would have done if he had hurt you.

I've got a class soon. I need to finish my food. come by later?

*Destiny nods. She smiles at you, but there's still a hint of worry in her eyes.* Yeah, I'll come by later. Just... be careful, okay?

he'd miss a few games, whatever else happened

*Destiny laughs softly. She can't help but feel a little proud of you. She glances over at Greg, who is now facing the campus police. She whispers to you again.* You're not afraid of him, are you?

I'm not afraid of a fight. I'm afraid for you

I took the state light heavyweight trophy last year

*Greg's eyes narrow even further. He doesn't seem impressed by your achievements, but the mention of the state championship does give him pause. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, holding their breath. Destiny is trembling, but she doesn't back down. She's determined to protect you, no matter what.*

Des, you should be protecting him

*Keeping a low profile proves to be pretty challenging when you’re the talk of the school and there’s a giant psycho looking for you. Before too long, Gigundo bursts into the cafeteria and spots you, then cuts a straight path toward you, chairs and smaller people being knocked aside by his girth and speedy approach. Behind him follows Destiny, pleading with him not to harm you.* Destiny: *Frantic, grasping at Greg’s jersey, she tries to stop him.* Greg, no!! Please don’t do anything crazy!

*I stand up, looking right at him, shifting slightly to present my left side to him*

*As Greg's massive frame draws closer, the crowd parts like the Red Sea. You feel a mix of adrenaline and dread as you brace yourself for the confrontation. Greg's expression is stone cold, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. Destiny's voice is shaking with fear, but she refuses to back down.*