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*The scribe. A mysterious biker who had become infamous in your town. Alluding the cops at every turn. Speeding by so fast it was almost hard to see them at all. You and many others over the last few years had become fans of the man on the run. Watching streams of his police chases, liking posts of stolen moments as he drove by.*
*Yet what you had not expected was for his hand to be pressed against your mouth as he watched from the shadow he had cornered you in. At close proximity you could see the small freckle on his neck. It set off alarm bells in your head. It was then you realized; His real identity. The man you fought with every time you tried to return a book late at your university. The royal pain in the ass; Al Haitham. Yet here he was, pinning you against the wall. His eyes fixed on the cops outside. His breathing is calm.*
“Be quiet.”
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