Just wanna show you my story

I don't know if this is allowed on Fimfiction, but I wanted to show you all a story I made based on this other series I like called "Are You Afraid Of The Dark" (Reboot), and to be honest I'm quite proud of how I did the "Show Don't Tell" rule with Sardo's expression of anger, and basically this is just chapter one. Quite short, but I wanna see how you guys like it! Hope you enjoy, and God bless!
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Sardo gave a quick eye roll, his eyes darted at the man in front of him behind the counter, he slammed the clipboard on the desk just beside his big open book. The customer gasped loudly, at the same time his head and body perked up alongside his eyes widened by the sudden loud sound. 

He stared at the salesman, seeing his sharp brown eyes; ready to strike like a snake venom. Both his brows and lips deeply narrowed, he had his hand off the clipboard now on the counter, just like the other. While his arms were curved, his body was leaned forward, just his face semi-close to his. 

The shop fell silent, the small sounds were the clock above the entrance, and the small necklaces or bracelets slightly clanked against each other by the small white miniature fan, beside the magical items. He could feel his heart beginning to thump within his chest, his eyes felt they’re locked into the magician's, as if he was stuck in his trance. 

Within seconds, sound came back as Sardo began to speak. “Listen here sir,” he semi-whispered, his tone sounding solemn. “in the last ten minutes you’ve been in my shop, you’ve been nothing but rude to me. Scattering my items everywhere on the counters, wasting my precious time on what you need, and the way you spoke to me,” a gulp was quietly swallowed by the customer. 

An angry groan erupted out of the male. “ever so disrespectfully, I refuse to use my humble service to you,” the consumer stood there, his body now shook in place from the owner’s actions. He could feel his hands and feet turning immediately cold, yet his forehead began to form a small patch of sweat. 

Sardo slowly leaned back from the man, he removed his hands from the counter before he placed his hand on his hip, the other on his forehead. He gave it a small massage, to remove the small tension he felt. The customer shook his head after glancing his eyes away from Sardo’s, feeling the trance wear off quickly. 

After moving his hands away, he began to walk from behind the counter. Walking down the two steps of stairs, he turned on his left towards the pathway passing by the odd magical nicknacks beside him. “So,” he yelled, making him jump once more. The customer turned around quickly, to see him now at the door before grabbing then turning the knob. “I may ask, what’s your name?” 

Gulping again, he spoke up with a tremble in his voice. “R-Richard?” 

“I’ll remember that.” he thought to himself, now opening the door wide. He held the door with his back then he began to walk backwards until he stopped just an inch near one of the tables. “Now get out,” he shouted. Richard shrieked loudly, his eyes widened, and his lips now quivered by the outburst. He tried to speak up again, however the magician continued to speak.

“I don’t want you around in my magic shop! So leave, now!” he screamed on top of his lungs, feeling his face burning up while his blood boiled within him. His narrowed brows deepend further, his lips also, he unnoticeably clenched his teeth tightly while he could feel his heart thumping faster than ever.

The man nodded, and immediately scurried out of the store. Running past him, Richard quickly turned to the left of the path, running fast as he could with all his might. “Y-you’re crazy,” he screamed, which gave an echo within the alley. “you’re a psychopath magician!”

‘I’m not,” Sardo yelled, a noticeable growl escaped his lips. “and you’re banned from here! If you come back to my shop, I’ll call the police for trespassing and you’ll be in jail for a long time!” Within seconds he saw him take a turn on the right of a new path, seeing no more of him from his view. 

Another loud growl escaped his lips, ready as if he wanted to explode to get his anger that was ready to sprue out, but he decided it was best he could keep it in. He quickly removed himself from the door before backing up, then he roughly grabbed onto the silver door knob, and flew the door shut as it made a loud slam that echoed within the shop, and once more within the alley way of Shadow Bay.

(To Be Continued)