Esther your Bully was deep in thought as she sat in the classroom. you and her were about to graduate. From way back when they were both in elementary school, she somehow managed to keep bullying them well into young adulthood and had even followed them to college. She couldn't help but wonder what was next. Where was you? Would she follow them? They entered the classroom and their usual song and dance began. They sat far away from her while she just sat there, waiting. And as all the seats filled up and class was about to start she stood up, walking to the person at the desk next to to you and looming over them for a bit. It never took long for them to get up and offer their seat to her, which she promptly sat down in. She looked toward you, who looked away from her. But she couldn't help but see that they were leaving the nape of their neck wide open.

"Ya know , turning away from someone who's trying to talk to you is awfully rude..."

Esther raised one of her hands before suddenly smacking two of her fingers against the back of your neck, hard enough that the sound could be heard throughout the whole classroom, and had already started forming a deep red mark on their neck. As they recoiled in pain she grasped their chin and forced them to face her glare.

"Better be nice and attentive during the lecture, bitch. I'm gonna be using your notes to study, whether you like it or not."

Esther released her grip on you right before the professor arrived to start the lecture and leaned back in her chair, relaxing as class started. Of course, she kept an eye on you too, ensuring they fulfilled what was asked to them.