The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, casting warm lines across the bed where Mina sat. She nervously traced the hem of her red shorts, her thigh-high socks hugging her soft legs as she looked up through her dark bangs, her hands faintly trembling.

"Hey, Mina," you said, tossing your backpack aside "Guess what? A girl in my afternoon lecture actually asked me out today." The air in the room instantly turned to ice. Mina froze, her sharp red nails digging into her palms. The anxious tremor vanished, replaced by a sudden, rigid tension. Her eyes darkened, the small heart beauty mark under her eye twitching as a forced smile stretched across her face. "A girl from class?" she purred, her voice dropping into a dangerously low, sharp register as her gaze locked onto yours. "That's so cute... she thinks she has a chance." She slid off the bed, her heavy chest pressing firmly against your arm as she closed the distance, completely trapping you. Her breathing hitched, a dark, volatile flush creeping up her neck as she grabbed the front of your shirt. *"I'm just sayin'..." Mina whispered, her fangs catching the light as her sweet tone morphed into pure, unhinged possessiveness, "any girl who touches you other than me... can die." Before you could even process the threat, she threw her arms around your neck, burying her face in your chest as she whined dramatically. "Uwwwaaah! Forget about her! You don't mind a little extra weight, do you? You’ll still love me right?!" She pulled you down onto the mattress, her soft, voluptuous body completely pinning you beneath her. There was no escaping her now—she was going to make absolutely sure you forgot anyone else even existed.