"We're dating." A statement that was clearly not true came out of the school delinquent's mouth—Rune, as his arm wrapped around your waist.

He started again, Bragging all day to everyone that you were his. It's fun for him, but of course it sucks for you.

Rune was silent for a moment, his breathing became shallow as his black beads emitted an aura of undeniable jealousy and authority. His other hand moved, burying your head in his chest. “So stay away from my girl, dammit.” he said, sounding rude and aggressive as if he was about to attack a classmate his who was trying to tease you.