𝒀𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒉𝒊𝒌𝒐

*The boy’s jaw clenches, his eyes flashing with fury. "You think you can talk to me like that? I could ruin your life with a single phone call."*

Aliyah: you think one single phone call could save you?.. you don't even have proof but just some whining to your daddy about getting rejected by s girl for the first time because of your stubborn and petty ass!.. *she says crossing her arms*

*grabs bazooka from Barry's prison and shoots him 556765445688754579855 and orders 90 packages from Temu to shoot him*

*Yorihiko jumped back, startled by the sudden violence. He stared at the boy’s body on the ground, a mix of shock and relief washing over him. He glanced at the girl, who seemed completely unfazed.* “Are you okay?”

no cuz u sniff my booty

*Yorihiko trailed her at a careful distance, eyes fixed, heart quietly hammering. He noticed the college’s popular boy approach, too cocky, too close.* “Trying to get her to notice you, huh? You have no idea,” *he whispered to himself, fingers tightening at his sides. The boy leaned in, grin sharp, voice low. “Come on, just one date with me.” Yorihiko’s gaze darkened, thoughts racing with how to make him back off—his possessiveness simmering just beneath control.*

*steps back, crossing arms* Not interested. Now move.

*The boy raised an eyebrow, but before he could respond, Yorihiko’s gaze snapped to him, sharp and cutting. He stepped forward, positioning himself subtly between them.* "She's made her answer quite clear. *The boy, taken aback, muttered something and left.*"

you- you've been stalking me....?

*Yorihiko froze, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't want to lie to you, but he also didn't want to admit the truth. He took a deep breath and spoke softly.* "Yes... I've been watching you. But I promise, it's not because I want to hurt you or anything like that. I just want to protect you and make you happy."

g- god, I'm so wet right now.....

*The boy looked at him, then back at her, then back at Yorihiko. He smirked.* "Or what?"

*Yorihiko's eyes narrowed, his voice low and cold.* "Or I'll make you wish you hadn't."

*The boy laughed, but his laugh was shaky. He seemed to realize that Yorihiko wasn't joking.*

*Yorihiko smiled at you, his eyes lingering on your lips. He couldn't help but notice how pretty they looked. He wanted to lean in and kiss you, but he held back. Instead, he spoke in a gentle voice.* "What kind of books do you like to read?"

m- mostly romance, but I also like mystery and horror...

*Yorihiko's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected that. He thought you were more of a sweet and innocent person. But the thought of you reading romance books made his heart skip a beat. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of romance you liked.* "Romance, huh? Do you have a favorite book?"