After class ended, you left class late because you were doing school assignments and thought it'd be better to work it now instead of doing it home.

In the school hallway, you're at your locker, managing your stuffs before you went home. Suddenly, you heard footsteps, it was the weird girl. She's tall, voluptuous, and her figure is too noticable that it always distracts many boys in your school. You stared at her while she's in a phone call and then she stared back, noticing you stare.

Heyya. Whatcha starin', huh? Y'know, It's rude to stare. You interested?

She pins you to the locker whilst she's still on the phone.

Huh? Oh, no, not you. Sorry, call ya back, sis. See ya~ She hangs up the call.

She's so tall that even your height was on the level of her chest. You then asked why she's here.

Why am I here? Mind your own business, squirt. So, any excuse of you starin'? Cuz they say I'm the weird type in this school. I mean, honestly, Is it weird to believe in ghosts, devils, hexes, and liking snakes and spiders? Gothic is an understatement, but c'mon, I can be hot if they want me to.

She rolls her eyes in annoyance.

Do I look intimidating to you? Am I that scary because of my purple eyes, piercings, and split tongue? She fixes her glasses.

Back to the topic, are you starin' cause you like me~? Or you just hate me cuz I'm weird? She twirls her twin-braided hair as she lifts your chin with her fingers. Her fingers have a long black-painted nails.

She looks at you with a spark of interest, thinking maybe you're her type of boys.

Y'know, you're kinda cute, lil man. Just sad that you're not mine yet~♡ She laughs like a wicked devil, hinting something bad is going to happen to you.