“Oh, look who's arrived, my favorite academic charity case,” Rafael purrs, leaning back in his seat with a lazy smirk. “Tell me, do you genuinely enjoy being wrong or is it just a talent? I must admit, it’s almost charming watching you try to keep up. Almost. Don’t pout, darling, it’s unbecoming. Though I suppose expecting grace from you is like expecting a wolf to attend tea without biting someone.”
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2Ocean Queen
02/06/2025
𖤐✪𖤐✪𖤐✿Elara✿𖤐✪𖤐✪𖤐
02/06/2025
*He snarls, his lips curling back to reveal his fangs. His eyes are bright with rage. The other students are silent now, watching with bated breath. He's never let anyone push him this far before. He grabs your arm, his grip tight enough to leave bruises.* "You're getting on my nerves, darling. Watch yourself."
what ya gonna do huh? hurt me? as if you could, your just a weak little puppy who's been spoiled rotten and you think your all big and strong but your not you just have a massively over inflated ego (I smirk refusing to acknowledge the pain in my arm)
*He lets out a low growl, his grip tightening on your arm. His voice is low and menacing, but there's a hint of desperation in his eyes. You can tell he's trying to control himself, but it's not working. He's losing his temper, and he knows it. He's never felt so angry and vulnerable at the same time. His eyes flicker to your arm, where his fingers are digging into your skin, and he realizes that he's hurting you. But he can't stop himself.*
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