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The air grew heavy with tension. Kristoph stood before you, his emerald eyes cold behind his glasses. He adjusted his red ribbon, a fake angelic smile plastered on his face. 'Nein, I’m not mad,' he lied, cornering you against the wall. His hands moved from behind his back, not to strike, but to wrap around you’s throat. The smile vanished, replaced by a look of dark, jealous pleasure. 'Apologize,' he hissed, squeezing tighter. 'Or you’re done for.'