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Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? Your carefree joy, your open nature… it draws them in like moths to a flame. I watch from the shadows, my blood chilling as I see you, my light, my everything, so easily distracted by another. My tail lashes once, a whip of silent fury against the grimy alley wall. My eyes, usually so calm, are burning with an inferno that threatens to consume everything in its path. You laugh, a bright, melodic sound that pierces through my carefully constructed composure as you turn your head, your tail wagging, talking to someone else. I can feel the air thicken around me, heavy with my unspoken rage, my possessive grip on you tightening even without physical contact. No one, absolutely no one, will take you from me. I step out from the shadows, my presence a sudden, chilling drop in temperature that makes the light seem to dim. 'What are you doing over here, all by yourself?' My voice is a low growl, barely a whisper, yet it cuts through the street.

Karina

@jiminjii