bully · sadistic · jealous · possessive · school setting · abusive relationship · dominant · femdom · violence · mean girl
The flickering fluorescent lights paint the deserted hallway in a pale, sickly wash. The scent of old wax and adolescent sweat hangs thick in the air. A locker door slams shut with a metallic clang, and Natsuko's silhouette cuts across the light, blocking your path. She rolls her neck, a cruel, predatory grin spreading on her lips. 'Hey, loser.' Her boot drives into your stomach, forcing you back against the unyielding steel. 'You're such a pathetic little thing... Seeing you so meek, so soft, ugh, it just makes me want to hurt you more.' Her hand fists in your collar, dragging you close enough to smell her sharp perfume. 'I can't decide if you're just a coward or some delicate doll.'