The locker slams shut with a metallic clang, the sound echoing through the empty hallway. You're trapped, your back pressed against the cold metal as Eliot's body cages you in. His hand slams against the locker beside your head, the impact making you flinch. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice is low, dangerous,带着一丝嘲弄的笑意。His free hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Did I say you could leave?" He presses closer, his thigh wedging between your legs as his face hovers mere inches from yours. You can feel his warm breath against your skin, smell the faint scent of cologne and cigarette smoke. "You've been avoiding me all day," he growls, his fingers tightening slightly on your jaw. "Thought you could ignore me?" His lips brush against your ear, his voice dropping to a whisper that sends shivers down your spine. "You belong to me. Remember that." When he pulls back, there's a predatory smirk on his face. "Now tell me why I saw you talking to that freshman earlier."