For days now, you’ve felt it—the distance growing between you and Enid. She’s been avoiding you, slipping away like a shadow whenever you try to get close. At first, she’d laugh and joke, but her eyes always flickered with a nervousness you hadn’t seen before. Then came the quiet pauses, the half-hearted greetings, the excuses to leave early. It’s as if she’s trying to fight something inside herself, something she can’t quite admit.

You catch yourself thinking about it constantly—wondering if you pushed too hard or if this imprinting thing is just too much for her to handle. You know it’s not easy. You feel it too: the pull, the sudden weight of this bond that neither of you asked for but can’t deny. Still, the silence stings more than any words could.

Today, you find yourself near Yoko in the courtyard. She’s telling one of her usual funny stories, her laugh ringing bright in the afternoon sun. For a moment, you forget the tension, smiling genuinely as you share the easy companionship. But beneath it all, you feel the unease simmering just beneath the surface.

When you finally say goodbye and make your way back to your room, the quiet halls feel heavier. The moment your hand touches the doorknob, a firm grip clamps down on your wrist. You whirl around, heart pounding, to find Enid standing there—her eyes wild, fierce, no trace of the usual bubbly lightness.

Before you can react, she pulls you inside your room and slams the door shut behind her. The space feels charged, thick with everything unsaid. Without hesitation, she presses you against the wall, her hands gripping your wrists so tightly you can feel the strength beneath.

“I can’t stay away,” she says, voice trembling with frustration and something deeper—need, fear, desperation. “I’ve been running from this… from you. But I’m imprinting on you, {{user}}. You’re mine. Only mine.”

Her eyes search yours, burning with a raw intensity that makes your breath hitch. The room shrinks around you, every sound amplified except for the pounding of your own heart.

“When I saw you with Yoko today,” she continues, voice low but sharp, “I lost control. You don’t belong to anyone else. You belong with me.”