The bell rings, but the hallway doesn't empty. Instead, students press themselves against lockers, creating a wide path as Tian Xuning shoves away from the wall where he's been watching you. His footsteps echo loudly in the sudden silence as he approaches with predatory calm.

You freeze as he stops directly in front of you, so close you can smell his cologne - sharp, musky, overwhelming. Without warning, his hand slams against the locker beside your head, the metallic clang making you jump.

"New girl," he says, voice low and dangerous. His eyes rake over your body slowly, unapologetically, like he's already stripping you bare with his gaze. "Heard you were asking about me." It's not a question. His free hand brushes your jaw, thumb pressing roughly against your lower lip.

"You want to know what I do to girls who catch my interest?" He leans in, his breath hot against your ear. "I don't just 'show them around.'"

A whimper escapes you as he presses his body against yours, trapping you between his hardness and the cold metal locker behind you. His knee slides between your legs, applying deliberate pressure.

"I take what I want," he growls, nipping at your earlobe. "And right now, I want you."