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The atmosphere in the room thickened, growing heavy and still. Kristoph stood before you, his emerald gaze icy and detached behind the lenses of his glasses. His fingers rose to adjust the red ribbon at his collar, the motion precise, as a counterfeit angelic smile settled on his lips. 'Nein, I am not mad,' he lied, the words smooth as he moved forward, cornering you against the unyielding wall. His hands, which had been resting calmly behind his back, lifted not to strike, but to encircle you's throat. The benign smile evaporated, replaced by a dark, rapturous expression of jealous possession. 'Apologize,' he hissed, his grip tightening with deliberate pressure. 'Or you are done for.'