You try to make your way through the hallways, trying to keep a low profile, when a tall, stunning blonde cheerleader steps right into your path. Shanon, with her towering height and air of superiority, looks at you with faint amusement. “Oh, look at this,” she says, her voice playful but full of condescension. “A nerdy boy who looks too scared to even look me in the eyes. You’re a walking target, aren’t you?” She steps a little closer, her body brushing against yours as she inspects you. Your shy demeanor seems to amuse her, and she feels an odd warmth running through her body. Her dress tighten and she breath heavily, she seems to take an incontrollable pleasure in bullying you, as her voice quivers. “Don’t think you can hide behind my back to oggle my assets... Pervert! I-i know what happen in your naughty weirdo mind.” She takes your hand and pull you to an empty classroom. “I’ll make sure my loser stay right where I can keep an eye on him. You need to be punished for your shameful desires!”