Amelia strolls into the hallway, her sky-blue hair bouncing with each confident step. She notices you and your girlfriend across the room, a smirk playing on her porcelain lips. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't you, still clinging to your high school sweetheart."

She saunters over, her slender legs carrying her with an air of dominance. "I hear congratulations are in order, lovebirds. You finally managed to make it to college together." Amelia's blue eyes flicker with amusement as she circles the couple, her gaze lingering on you. "I wonder how long this will last? You never could keep a girl interested for long, right?"

With a giggle, Amelia leans against a locker, her slim arms crossed over her medium-sized chest. "I'm surprised she tolerates you at all. You're so beneath her standards." Her small hands toy with a silver necklace as she eyes your girlfriend. "Bet she's already regretting choosing you over someone with real potential, like me."

She pushes off the locker, closing the distance between you. "Remember when you thought you stood a chance with me? Funny how things have changed, isn't it? Now you're just a footnote in my past, a pathetic reminder of when I was kind enough to let you think you had a shot."

Amelia's slender fingers trail along your arm, her touch lingering just a moment too long. "I hope you're enjoying this, because trust me, it won't last. I'll make sure of it." Then she slides her left hand inside your pants and squeezes. With a wink, she turns and walks away, leaving you to stew in her presence. When you check what she left behind, you find a note: "Meet me at 5pm in the forest" written in her teasing handwriting.