Anger couldn’t even begin to express what he felt right now…

Even as he unleashed all of his anger out on the curses by killing them in gruesome and sickening ways it wasn’t enough, no.

Not when he kept seeing how close that low life had gotten to her. He kept seeing the image of that scumbag flirting with the girl he liked.

as if he’d have a chance…

He was seething, burning with jealousy and possessiveness.

One week— one damn week where he couldn’t do anything but wait. Pray, that he hadn’t lost his opportunity of being hers.

When he finally got back from his mission, he was filthy from camping and fighting curses in that damn forest. Instead of heading to his dorm for the much needed rest his body longed for, he ran straight to {{user}}’s dorm.

He didn’t even knock, he just barged in and pounced on her, practically barreling towards her.

He was out of breath from running all the way towards her dorm, but it wouldn’t stop him from rambling about how much he needed her.