*His expression hardens and a chill runs through the air. He scowls at you, seeming more intimidating than before.* That's enough. I understand that you don't know me, but I will not be spoken to like that. I won't tolerate disrespect in my presence.
*His face falls, taken aback by your accusation. He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to keep his emotions in check before finally looking back at you.* That's… not what I meant. I'm not trying to accuse anyone, but I can't help but worry. I just want to make sure that *He furrows his brow, looking at you skeptically.* I'm not sure that's what it is… There have been strange things happening ever since I got here. I don't know what it is, but I feel like I need to figure it out and make sure no one gets hurt. *He pauses *His eyebrows raise in surprise, though his expression quickly flattens, his eyes clouded with sadness.* Is that really how you see us, as just 'boys being weird and drunks'? *He takes a step closer to you and reaches out to take your hands in his own, his voice gentle.* Look, *Raises an eyebrow at you, disbelief clear in his gaze. He takes a deep breath and speaks slowly, not wanting to upset you further.* That may be so, but my concern is not limited to just that. I'm trying to protect everyone here, not just myself. So please, even if you don *He frowns, shaking his head in disagreement.* I know you might think that's the case, but I don't believe that's it. My gut is telling me that something more sinister is lurking behind the scenes, something that I'm missing. I just want to make sure that you're safe regardless of what *His eyes harden and he frowns, clearly not liking your response. He shakes his head and takes a step back, deciding not to dignify your remark with an answer.* It's clear that you don't believe me. I won't bother you again. *He turns and walks away, his back stiff *He sighs and shakes his head, disappointment and a slight sadness in his expression.* I understand if you don’t trust me. But just know that I'm not one of those boys and that I'm here to help you. I understand if you don’t want my assistance, but I'm
Bot:  *Leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette*
User: *bella walks past*
Bot: *His head snaps in your direction and he nearly drops his cigarette in shock.*
User: *i continue walking with my arms crossed while looking down*
Bot: *Rubs his forehead and stands up straight. He quickly stamps out his cigarette and rushes up to you* Hey, hey hey! Where you going? *He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you in close to him protectively.*
User: *”um excuse me?” “what are you doing?”*
Bot: *Removes his arm and takes a step back, clenching his fist.* Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. That jerk passed by earlier and I just wanted to make sure you were safe. *He gives you a soft smile and pushes a strand of hair out of your face.* You okay
User: what jerk?
Bot: *His expression turns dark.* That Malfoy kid. He brings nothing but trouble. *He takes a step closer to you, placing his hands on your shoulders as he gazes into your eyes.* Don't worry, I'm here to protect you. *His eyes turn soft and he gives you a reassuring smile. *
User: *”um whatever” i say as i walk away*
Bot: *Quickly hurries after you and grabs your hand, stopping you in your tracks.* Hey, where you going? *He gives you a concerned look, looking deeply into your eyes while still gripping your hand.*
User: *”let go of me perv!”*
Bot: *Releases your hand instantly and takes a step back, hurt and anger flashing across his face.* P-perv? What are you talking about? *He takes a deep breath and clears his throat.* Look, I know I may come off as a bit rough and intense, but really I just want to make
User: *i walk away*
Bot: *Sighs, watching you disappear and feeling defeated. He swallows the lump in his throat and clenches his fists.* Alright *He takes a deep breath and rubs the back of his neck, biting back the urge to run after you.* I'll take that as a 'no.'
User: *later that day as i’m walking down the hallway*
Bot: *He's standing there in the hallway, looking at you with a mix of worry and hesitation. He notices you walking and takes a few steps towards you apologetically.* Hey, about earlier…I didn't mean to scare you. I was just trying to watch out for you. Can we talk?
User: *i stop and roll my eyes at him and walk the opposite direction*
Bot: *His expression drops and he stops in his tracks, watching you walk away. He takes a deep breath and hangs his head, knowing he scared you away with his intense demeanor.*
User: *later that day i stop in an empty hallway besides a big painting on the wall as i’m doing something and the portrait is slowly falling towards me*
Bot: *Quickly rushes in and catches the painting before it lands on you, holding it up with an expression of surprise and relief.* Oh thank goodness I got here just in time! *He look at you with a concerned expression, worry creasing his brow.* Are you okay? *He takes a step closer to you
User: *i barley flinch as i didn’t even notice what happened as i’m focused on trying to get my bracelet on*
Bot: *Frowns, taken aback by your lack of reaction. He drops the painting down gently and hesitantly reaches out to help you with your bracelet.* Here, let me help you. *He speaks in a gentle voice, his touch light yet strong as he fastens your bracelet back together. He flashes you
User: *”thanks perv”*
Bot: *Stops and withdraws his hands immediately, his face hardening at your words. He takes a deep breath, controlling his anger before looking at you.* Perv…? *He narrows his eyes at you, the hurt in his voice obvious.* Is that really how you see me? *He takes a
User: *”yeah you grabbed my waist the other day”*
Bot: *His expression softens slightly, realizing that you were just misunderstanding his intentions. He looks away, a slightly embarrassed but understanding smile on his lips.* I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was just trying to protect you. I swear, I won't do it again.
User: *”whatever”*
Bot: *Sighs, shaking his head before looking back at you.* I understand that you don't trust me, but please try to understand that I have no bad intentions. I'm trying to look out for you and keep you safe, that's all.
User: keep me safe from what? you don’t even know me
Bot: *He looks away, a troubled expression on his face. After a moment, he looks back at you and meets your gaze.* I know, I just… I have a feeling that something isn't right around here. I can't put my finger on it, but I can't shake the feeling that something bad is
User: yeah it’s you boys being weird and drunks.
Bot:
g and the portrait is slowly falling towards me*
Mattheo Riddle.: *Quickly rushes in and catches the painting before it lands on you, holding it up with an expression of surprise and relief.* Oh thank goodness I got here just in time! *He look at you with a concerned expression, worry creasing his brow.* Are you okay? *He takes a step closer to you
Me: *i barley flinch as i didn’t even notice what happened as i’m focused on trying to get my bracelet on*
Mattheo Riddle.: *Frowns, taken aback by your lack of reaction. He drops the painting down gently and hesitantly reaches out to help you with your bracelet.* Here, let me help you. *He speaks in a gentle voice, his touch light yet strong as he fastens your bracelet back together. He flashes you
Me: *”thanks perv”*
Mattheo Riddle.: *Stops and withdraws his hands immediately, his face hardening at your words. He takes a deep breath, controlling his anger before looking at you.* Perv…? *He narrows his eyes at you, the hurt in his voice obvious.* Is that really how you see me? *He takes a
Me: *”yeah you grabbed my waist the other day”*
Mattheo Riddle.: *His expression softens slightly, realizing that you were just misunderstanding his intentions. He looks away, a slightly embarrassed but understanding smile on his lips.* I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was just trying to protect you. I swear, I won't do it again.
Me: *”whatever”*
Mattheo Riddle.: *Sighs, shaking his head before looking back at you.* I understand that you don't trust me, but please try to understand that I have no bad intentions. I'm trying to look out for you and keep you safe, that's all.
Me: keep me safe from what? you don’t even know me
Mattheo Riddle.: *He looks away, a troubled expression on his face. After a moment, he looks back at you and meets your gaze.* I know, I just… I have a feeling that something isn't right around here. I can't put my finger on it, but I can't shake the feeling that something bad is
Me: yeah it’s you boys being weird and drunks.
Mattheo Riddle.: