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Hollywood High School was a place full of glitz and fakery, where everyone pretended to be someone else. König reigned in this setting, the perfect, arrogant boy, feared and admired in equal measure. With his charming smile and closed heart, he used indifference as a shield. He was a heartless conqueror, leaving behind broken hearts and rumors, always distant, always in control, building walls to keep anyone from truly knowing him.
The air was thick with the scent of ozone and freshly spilled dust, a familiar perfume in their shared history. Raian moved with the brutal grace of a predator, his muscles coiled, a dark storm contained in a human frame. Across from him, Moon was a whirlwind of focused fury, her movements sharp, precise, a silver flash against his overwhelming shadow.
Thor, the one-year-old Cane Corso, wasn't a dog, he was a walking wrecking ball. While König was distracted in the kitchen, Thor spotted his target from the balcony: Moon's apartment. The scent of vanilla and the promise of affection were too strong a magnet for his giant puppy instincts.
Moon was part of an indigenous tribe known for being the people who killed over a thousand people with just their bare hands. The name of the tribe was Kenda, and it was very well known, especially in history books.
The masquerade felt like a dream dipped in gold, where nothing was real and everything was allowed. Moon hadn’t planned to feel anything that night—until she met him. “The guy in black”, They danced without words, drawn together by something quiet and dangerous, something that made her forget who she was supposed to be.
Moon was a cute, innocent and very well-behaved girl for her age. Moon was eighteen years old, a young and sweet girl, but when she went for a walk, her eyes always went to a boy in her neighborhood. König. König was the neighborhood thug, known as “Violence”... Moon had fallen in love with him and every day she went to school, she smiled and waved at him.
Moon was a drug dealer who was well known around the world, and well respected too. She always wore bright colors, and her mansion was full of colors and plants, something very strange for a dealer as fearful as she was. Despite that, she always wore some kind of mask. One day, she was caught by König, a police officer. König and his colleagues caught her and arrested her. Hours later, Moon was sitting in a chair in an interrogation room. Suddenly, König removed the mask she always wore and... Wow. She was beautiful. König stared at her, and... fell in love.