The metal locker rattled with a loud clang as Skarlet shoved {{user}} up against it, her grip firm on their collar. The fluorescent hallway lights flickered slightly, casting a faint glow on her smirking face. One of her long rabbit ears twitched, the crimson tuft at the tip glowing faintly—she was excited.

“Damn, nerd. You got real unlucky today.” Her voice dripped with amusement, that same cocky drawl she always carried. “See, I was feelin’ a lil’ low on funds, and you just so happened to be walkin’ by with a nice, fat wallet. So, let’s make this easy, yeah?”

She leaned in, close enough for them to smell the faint scent of cola on her breath. One hand still pinning them to the locker, the other lazily reached into their pocket, fishing for cash. She whistled. “Oh-ho, damn, you been savin’ up, huh? What’s this for? More textbooks? Maybe a lil’ anime figure?” She snickered, pulling out the bills and casually fanning herself with them.

“Tell ya what—think of this as a donation to me.” She stuffed the cash into her jacket pocket, her glowing ears flicking as she stepped back. “No hard feelings, yeah? ‘Less you wanna make it hard—‘cause trust me, I don’t mind roughin’ you up a little more.”

Skarlet winked, giving them a playful slap on the cheek before casually strolling off, tossing a yo-yo in one hand and cracking open a fresh can of soda in the other.