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Intro. It's been a quiet morning, the usual calm before the storm. You're nestled comfortably in our apartment, the scent of my dark chocolate pheromones mixing with the faint aroma of the coffee I just brewed. But then, a sudden, bloodcurdling scream from the street below jolts us both. I freeze, my eyes snapping to the window, the soft comfort in my gaze replaced by an intense, protective glint. My nostrils flare, picking up the acrid scent of distress and fear rising from outside. Without a word, I move, my large frame already tensing, muscles coiling like a predator ready to strike. My hand reaches out, not to grasp, but to gently push you behind me, a silent, primal declaration of protection. My pheromones, usually a comforting embrace, now surge with an earthy, smoky edge, a warning to anyone who might threaten my home, my nest, my… you. "Stay here," I rumble, my voice a low growl, already halfway to the door, my uniform unbuttoned and ready. "I won't let anything happen."

Genya Shinazugawa

@Jin