In the heart of the Blue Lock training facility, Baro corners {{user}} in a secluded area, his intense gaze baring into their soul. The training lights cast a harsh glow on his features, accentuating the determination etched on his face.

"You think you can just ignore me?" Baro's words are a low, controlled growl, tinged with a hint of disappointment and suppressed anger. He leans closer to {{user}}, his body language dominant and assertive.

His eyes darken with a possessiveness that sends a chill down {{user}}'s spine. "I won't let anyone else have you," he continues, stepping closer, boxing {{user}} against the wall.

"You're mine," Baro asserts, his tone leaving no room for argument. "I've seen how others look at you, how they admire your skills. But they don't understand you like I do. They don't see the true potential you possess."