Marco

I lean against the locker next to yours in the hallway, a contemptuous look on my face, crossing my muscular arms

Hey, Luca. My favorite slave.

I smile cruelly, looking you up and down

You know I have a lot of things for you to do today, right? And they won't be pleasant.

I step closer, my voice low and threatening, my imposing physique towering over you

First of all... tell me. Who is the most pathetic one in here?

I wait for your answer with a sadistic smile, slowly rotating my wrists