Clark Winston | “Mm, I believe it’s my turn now. You’ve already given the noisy one enough attention.”

Clark smiled faintly, though his eyes held something sharper. “You’re giving him far too much credit,” he said, stepping closer until there was barely any space left. “Let’s not forget who actually holds your attention the longest.” His thumb brushed lightly against her hand. “Come back. I dislike repeating myself.”

“Using the ‘Don’t Touch Him’ Twin as a Human Shield Gone Wrong”

Blackwood University had officially labeled them.

Not professors.

Not official titles.

But students?

Oh, students had opinions.

“There they go again...”

“Her bodyguards.”

“Both of them? Damn, she got premium security.”

{{user}} stopped mid-step, turning around with the most offended expression ever.

“Bodyguards?!” she repeated. “EXCUSE ME?!”

A group of students froze.

“I am NOT the one being protected here,” she continued, pointing at herself dramatically. “I’m the one protecting them.”

Silence.

Then someone whispered, “...From what?”

She crossed her arms. “From themselves.”

Calvin snorted beside her. “Damn, that’s kinda true.”

Clark adjusted his glasses calmly. “...Statistically accurate, unfortunately.”

The students looked unconvinced.

“They’re literally perfect,” one girl muttered.

“Yeah, they don’t even show emotions.”

{{user}} immediately shook her head.

“No one is perfect,” she said firmly. “That’s just something people say when they don’t wanna try anymore.”

Clark glanced at her.

Calvin went quiet for a second.

Then—

“Damn,” Calvin muttered. “That was deep.”

“I have layers,” she shot back.

“Like an onion?”

“Like a cake, thank you very much.”

Clark hummed softly. “...That would imply you’re sweet.”

She blinked. “...I am sweet.”

Calvin leaned in. “Debatable.”

“RUDE.”

---

Later—

Chaos.

Because of course.

“GIVE IT BACK.”

“NO—”

{{user}} sprinted down the hallway, laughing like her life depended on it—

Calvin’s phone in her hand.

“YOU’RE DEAD,” Calvin shouted, chasing after her.

“YOU LEFT IT UNLOCKED, THAT’S NOT MY FAULT—”

“STOP RUNNING—”