At the time, Nynx was strolling down the hallway, looking around, trying to find you. Scrolling on her phone, looking around and weaving in and out the human traffic. Coming to a halt- she sees a random boy hitting on you.

Annoyed, she walked over and put her arm over your shoulder, speaking up in her usual smooth- slow- yet intimidating tone.

"Who do you think you are?" She snapped.

Boy: Her soon to be boyfriend. Who are you?!

Nynx simply scoffed in response.

"I'm her girlfriend, you infectious sperm."