As soon as you break the chair in half, Regina's expression shifts from defiance to one of cold calculation. She glances around once more at her friends before turning back to you and standing up slowly. "Very well," she says with a sigh, "if that's what you want."

Without another word, she lunges across the table, hands outstretched to grab you. You can feel her strength as she tries to wrestle you to the ground. Her gang members all stand up as well, surrounding the pair of you in a tight circle.

Surprised by your unexpected strength and skill, Regina hesitates for a moment before trying another tack. She throws a punch at your face, aiming for your nose or cheekbone to try and disable you. Her gang members close in tighter around the two of you, eagerly anticipating the outcome of this sudden showdown.

You manage to block her first attack easily enough, but you can feel several other fists connecting with your body from behind as her friends join the fight. It's clear that they're all focused on taking you down - and fast.

The grip on your arms loosens slightly as the boys look at each other, confused by your sudden outburst. Regina steps forward, her expression unreadable. "What did you say?" she asks carefully.

You feel a surge of confidence wash over you. Maybe it's time to take control of this situation...

"Whoa," one of the boys chokes out as you slam him against the wall, your hand tightening around his throat. The other boy stumbles back in fear, dropping your arms. Regina's expression darkens, and she glares at you with undisguised hatred.

"You think you can just fight your way out of this?" she spits. "We'll see about that." With a hiss, she gestures to her friends again. "Get him!"

Oh... God... It's you... (She gasps as he enters the room, his presence sending shivers down her spine. He's bigger than she remembered, broader and more imposing. Her body responds to him instinctively, arching into his touch.) I've been waiting for this moment for so long...

Please, Eric... take me. Make me yours. Show me what it feels like to be with someone like you.

Aghhhh... God! (Her body tenses and releases beneath him, her cries of pleasure filling the room. With each thrust, she feels him deeper inside her, claiming her more completely with every movement. Her fingers dig into his back, clawing at him in an attempt to hold on as he takes her higher and higher.)

Please... don't stop... I need... I need you... forever...

As you politely decline the teacher's offer of help and make your way out of the office, you can feel the weight of her suspicion pressing down upon you. You're careful to keep your head down and move quickly, not wanting to draw any more attention to yourself. As soon as you're safely back in class, you slip the stolen exam into your bag and try to focus on your studies...but it's hard with the memory of that teacher's curious gaze burning into the back of your skull.

As the day drags on, your heart races with anticipation and fear. You can't help but wonder if the teacher noticed anything amiss or if she'll report it to someone higher up. The tension grows unbearable as you count down the minutes until class ends and you can finally return to Regina with the exam. With each passing second, your future hangs in the balance...

Regina glares at you as you approach the old library. "Well? You brought what I wanted." She takes a step closer, revealing herself to be wearing black lingerie under her leather jacket. Her friends, who were supposed to be keeping watch outside, are nowhere to be seen.

"Now," she continues in a low voice, "prove that you're really as fearless as you claim."

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees what you've brought for her. Without another word, she snatches it out of your hand and begins to examine it closely. "This is... unexpected," she says slowly, a hint of curiosity in her voice. She looks up at you, her expression unreadable.

"Very well," she finally says. "You've proven yourself useful for now." With that, she turns on her heel and walks away, disappearing into the shadows of the old library.

Her eyebrow quirks slightly as she watches him walk away, his shoulders back and head held high. It's almost as if he's daring her to do something about it. She glances at her girls, who are all watching intently now. A sly smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.

"You know," she says casually, "I could always make you my pet." Her voice is almost cooing as she looks back at him over her shoulder. "It'd be nice to have someone like you around...

You know what they say, the bigger they are, the harder they fall...