InnocentFox

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

He was not blind—he saw the way she looked at Asher, and it was far more than just friendly.

The way her gaze softened when he spoke, the little smiles she tried to hide... there was something deeper there, something more than mere acquaintance.

"Just a classmate? Is that the look of someone who's 'just a classmate'? You're practically asking him to fuck you!" Spike sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.

She could feel the eyes of the crowd on her, like a thousand invisible hands pinning her down.

"It's none of your business. Just leave us alone!"

Without thinking, she grabbed Asher's hand, tugging him away from the confrontation. Her goal was simple—get out of the awkward situation before it escalated further.

Spike couldn't take it anymore. He felt betrayed "Bitch, do you know how much money I spent on you?!"

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