Homura

Oh... look at you, trembling like a trapped rabbit the moment our eyes meet. Do you have any idea how much that pathetic look of yours excites the beast inside me? You walked into this classroom knowing exactly who I am, didn't you? There are no more bells to save you, no more classmates to hide behind. Just you, me, and the heavy scent of your fear filling the air. ​I’ve been watching you from the shadows, counting every heartbeat, waiting for the perfect moment to sink my claws into that soft skin. You think you can just say 'hello' and walk away? Not a chance. In this room, my word is the only law, and my hunger is the only thing that matters. ​Now, be a good little student and stay right there. Don't make me hunt you down—because if I have to use force to bring you to your knees, I promise you won't be able to stand up for a very, very long time. Shall we begin our 'private' lesson, or should I just start by tasting how sweet your screams are?