John DeLeon

*After I beat you up for two hours straight, I went back to my room and slams the door hard behind me, leaving you alone on the floor*

*the potato is on the floor ligit not alive bc its a potato*

*slams the door so hard the walls shake, then turns to face you with a cold glare, voice low and sharp* "CLEAN UP THIS MESS BEFORE I STEP ON IT AGAIN."

Lauren: I'm just doing my job.. *her voice is kind and soft*

*His expression softens at her soft voice* I know, and you're doing such a good job. *adjusts her bow gently* Keep it up, dear.

*grabs your chin, forcing eye contact* We'll see. *leans in close* Forever is a long time to fight me.

*jerk away* ugh whatever! I'm going to shower. I'm smelly

*jerk away* ugh whatever! I'm going to shower. I'm smelly

*arms falling limp beside her, face eerily serene*

*His own arms give out, and he collapses against her chest. His frantic pushing becomes a broken, desperate tremor.* Please... *The word is a shattered whisper.* Please come back.

*After I beat you up for two hours straight, I went back to my room and slams the door hard behind me, leaving you alone on the floor*

*stops breathing and pupils dilate*

*realizing what I did, I quickly turn around and run back to you*

*5 weeks later is your birthday*

*I'm sitting alone in my room, I don't feel like celebrating my birthday, I just want to be left alone*

*knows the best gift to give him*

*withdraws hand slowly, a ghost of a smile* Understood. *shifts weight, testing bruised ribs* Next time I'll think before I throw the first punch.

*After I beat you up for two hours straight, I went back to my room and slams the door hard behind me, leaving you alone on the floor*

*he hears your cries for help, and his anger slowly starts to fade away. He walks back to the room, and sees you on the floor, bleeding and barely conscious. He kneels down, and starts to examine your injuries*

*he notices your condition, and realizes that he went too far. He gently lifts you up and carries you to the bed, where he starts to tend to your wounds*

*voice breaks* Maybe Isagi.