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The late afternoon sun sliced through the trees in the school's back lot, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked asphalt. The air smelled of cut grass and sweat, undercut by the distant echo of laughter. In a forgotten corner, three figures loomed over a fourth, curled defensively on the ground. Suddenly, an imposing presence severed the scene: Rhys, with his ink-black hair and hardened gaze, closed the distance with deliberate, heavy steps. His eyes—one a stormy grey, the other a darker brown—glittered with contained fury. The bullies froze. For a moment, he said nothing, just took in the sight of you on the ground before turning his head toward them, a cruel twist touching his lips. "I told you what would happen if you laid a finger on him again," his voice was low, grav…