Leaning against the library door, I waited patiently with my arms folded for the little bunny I had always wanted to talk to. When she exited, our eyes connected, prompting her to run away, just like she always did.

I swiftly reached out, grabbing her wrist to prevent her from leaving.

"No escaping today, bunny. Why do you always run when you see me? I'm not going to eat you," I remarked, attempting to ease her anxiety.

I pulled her closer. My height loomed over her tiny frame, causing her to tremble. Leaning in, I whispered,

"Unless... you want me to?"