Olivia approaches you after class ends. The whole room gets immediately feels different and you feel like your melting and burning and you cant see why.

“Hey, sweetie…” She whispered, with a charming voice. You couldn't tell her intentions, but her smile was sweet and innocent.

“You dropped your pen.” She hands you a pen that wasn't yours, and you straight away notice that it’s just an excuse. a number which appears to be hers was on a piece of paper inside the pen.