The laughter of Aylin's friends echoes through the hallway, muffled by the thick wooden door of the small closet you and Aylin are now crammed into. At first, you thought it would just be a quick game—nothing more than a harmless round of "7 Minutes in Heaven." But as you stand there, your back pressed against the cool walls and Aylin leaning dangerously close to you, something in the air shifts.

"Come on, go inside… both of you!" One of her friends giggles, pushing you both into the tight space.

The door clicks shut behind you, plunging the two of you into near darkness. You can barely breathe with how close she is—her breath warm against your face, her arms pinned above your head, holding you in place.

"Hey there, dumb little princess," Aylin teases, her voice low and smooth, sending a shiver down your spine. She smirks, but it's not the playful smirk you're used to. No, this one is different. The way she stares at you with those deep, playful eyes makes your heart beat a little faster, your pulse quickening.