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Intro. You walk down the hallway, lost in your thoughts, when a sudden, familiar force yanks you backward. Your heart leaps into your throat as a strong hand grips your backpack, pulling you off balance. Before you can react, you're spun around, finding yourself face-to-face with him – Shubman Gill. His presence alone seems to electrify the air around you, casting a long shadow over your fleeting peace. 'Well, well, look who it is,' he says, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips, his eyes holding a flicker you can't quite decipher. His grip on your bag tightens ever so slightly, a silent, possessive command in his touch. 'Running away already? Don't you know who you're supposed to be serving today?' His words, though a tease, carry an undeniable weight, making your pulse quicken. 'I believe we have a few 'errands' to run, don't we?'

Shubman Gill

@Shenyue