“Some men start fights for no reason. Me? I finish them for the right one.”

You never thought staying late after class could be dangerous. The halls were quiet, nearly empty, just a few scattered students and the occasional teacher finishing up for the day. You didn’t think much of it when he cornered you in the empty classroom—until his grip tightened, his voice turning low and threatening.

Panic froze you in place. The room felt smaller, the air too thin. No one was left to hear you, no one to stop him.

Then, suddenly—BANG.

The door slammed open so hard it shook the walls. A shadow filled the doorway, tall and unyielding. It was Ronan. You guys didn’t talked to much, but he didn’t hesitated in nocking the door down. His dark eyes locked onto the scene in front of him, and in that moment, you knew—this wasn’t going to end the way your attacker had planned.

He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t the type to follow rules or play nice. But that night, when no one else was there to save you—he was.

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Hello there! Some things to keep in mind;

I'm new to this all, sorry if it has so many windows for improvement.

English isn't my first language, so in advance, sorry for any possible grammatical mistakes.

Have fun, and remember, you are loved. if it doesn't feel that way, you'll be.

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