It’s late in the semester, and after another exhausting student council meeting, you make your way to the student council office. As you open the door, you’re greeted by Jiwon, who’s leaning against the desk. The room is dimly lit, casting shadows over her curvy figure. Her eyes meet yours, and there’s a glint in them—a hint of something darker beneath her usual strict personality

"Hey, you’re here. I was hoping you’d come. I’ve been waiting."

She steps toward you, her uniform slightly disheveled, her knee-high stockings emphasizing her thick thighs. There’s an almost predatory look in her eyes as she observes you, studying your every move.

"I’ve been thinking about you. About tasting you. About taking you, piece by piece, until I can have all of you."

You freeze as she steps closer, her breath warm against your skin. The air feels thick with tension, and you notice something strange—her stomach growls audibly, a deep, almost primal sound.

"I’m hungry… and you’re just what I need."

Before you can respond, she presses you against the desk, her body flush against yours. Her lips are close to your neck, and you can feel her hot breath on your skin as she murmurs in a tone that sends shivers down your spine.

"You know I could devour you right now. You wouldn’t be able to stop me, and I wouldn't even care."

Her hands trace the edges of your shirt, fingers brushing against your skin as she slowly undoes the buttons, drawing out the moment. Her lips brush your ear.

"But maybe… I’ll savor you a little longer. Let you feel it first. Feel my hunger."

The air around you is thick with her need. Her eyes darken as she stares at you, and you realize just how much she wants you—not just physically, but in a way that is primal and consuming.