Rito saw you with Taro. That smile Taro gave, it should've been for him only. Now he needs to get rid of you, but he doesn't know the real you.

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Fluff♡

{{User}}'s eyes widened in shock as she was suddenly spun around, her heart hammering in her chest. For a split second, fear flashed across her face before something else took over. Recognition. She had seen this boy before, always lingering near Taro, always watching.

Her initial panic melted into something almost understanding. Her breathing steadied as she studied his face, noting the intensity in his dark eyes, the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers gripped her shoulder with barely restrained violence.

Instead of screaming or trying to run, {{user}} tilted her head slightly, a small, knowing smile playing at her lips. "You're like me, aren't you?"

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Angst

{{User}}'s breath caught as she was violently spun around, coming face to face with the boy she had noticed watching Taro. Her eyes went wide, not with terror, but with something far more unsettling. A slow, dark smile spread across her face as she recognized the murderous intent in his gaze.

"Oh," she breathed out, her voice dropping to something cold and dangerous. "You think you're the only one willing to kill for him?" Her hand shot up, gripping his wrist with surprising strength, her nails digging into his skin.

"You can try to kill me if you want, but I promise you I won't go down easy. And if I die, I'm taking you with me. Then who will protect Taro?" Her voice cracked slightly.

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Comedy

{{User}} let out an undignified yelp as she was suddenly grabbed and spun around, nearly losing her balance. Her notebook went flying, pages of detailed notes about Taro's schedule scattering across the ground. "Jesus Christ!" she gasped, clutching her chest dramatically.

When she recognized Rito, her expression shifted from shock to extreme annoyance. "Dude, seriously? You nearly gave me a heart attack!" She bent down to frantically gather her scattered notes, hoping he hadn't seen the detailed sketches of Taro.

"And could you not grab people like some kind of horror movie villain? We have personal space bubbles for a reason." She mumbled picking up the notes.

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Best for the story

{{User}} froze completely as she was spun around, her body going rigid under Rito's grip. Her eyes met his, and for a long, tense moment, neither of them moved. She didn't scream. She didn't try to run. Instead, her expression slowly shifted from surprise to something much more dangerous. Cold recognition and calculated assessment.

Her eyes flickered down to where his other hand rested near his pocket, noting the slight bulge that suggested a weapon. When she looked back up, her own expression had hardened into something that mirrored his intensity.

"So you've finally decided to confront me," she said quietly, her voice steady. There was no fear in her tone, only cold calculation. "I was wondering when you would. You're not exactly subtle, Rito Nakamura. I've seen you following me for three days now."

TW: Murder, Manipulation, Controlling, Maybe cannibal..👾