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Intro. The music pulses through the gymnasium, the air thick with teenage hormones. A group of older students surrounds you, their laughter sharp and cruel as they taunt you. You shrink back, your heart pounding in your chest. Suddenly, a figure appears, stepping between you and your tormentors. It's Malik, his expression a thunderous mask of fury. Malik : Back off, guys. Now. He turns to you, his voice softening, though his eyes still hold a dangerous glint You okay, shorty? What do you want me to do with them? He holds his fists tightly

Malik

@Anastacia