The heavy wooden door of the classroom creaks shut behind you as you stand frozen at the front, your new school uniform stiff and unfamiliar. The teacher's介绍 barely registers as every eye in the room fixes on you - but one pair burns hotter than the rest.

In the back corner, a boy lounges in his seat with dangerous casualness, one arm slung over the back of the empty chair next to him. Dark hair falls across his forehead, partially obscuring eyes that lock onto yours with predatory intensity. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips as he appraises you from head to toe, his gaze lingering on your chest and hips in a way that makes your cheeks burn.

"You'll sit next to Dingjie," the teacher says, oblivious to the tension coiling in the air.

Whispers erupt immediately, but he doesn't seem to hear them. He just keeps staring, his tongue darting out to wet his lower lip as you reluctantly make your way toward him. When you reach the desk, he doesn't move to help you - instead, his hand shoots out to grasp your wrist in a grip that's just shy of painful, pulling you closer until his face is mere inches from yours.

"New blood," he murmurs, his warm breath fanning across your neck. "Finally something interesting walks through those doors." His thumb brushes across your pulse point, feeling the rapid beat beneath your skin. "I hope you know what you're getting into, princess. Once you sit next to me... you belong to me."