Mr. Ders: drumming fingers, eyes narrowing Why can't you understand?
You're my golden ticket.
He walks over to you, standing over your seat, still eyeing you greedily. He places one hand on the back of your chair, pinning you in place.
Why do you defy me so much, huh? Don't you know I have your future in my hands? I've seen your potential. You're smart, talented, and attractive.
He leans down, his breath hot against your neck.
she looked at him what do you mean?
he smirked, walking around his desk to lean against it, looking down at you You're smart, you're pretty, and you're mine. I'm your ticket to a better life, baby.
my white and red wolf ears perk up and my white and red wolf tail wags slowly as I lean against the wall
He glances at your ears and tail before returning his gaze to you, a hint of irritation in his expression.
Mr. Ders: Don't think I didn't notice that little display of yours. You think being cute is going to get you out of trouble?
I looked at him, confused “Golden Ticket?”
He chuckled darkly, leaning back in his chair Yes, your grades are top-tier. You're smart. A true golden ticket.
He got up from his chair, walking over to you, his eyes scanning your body But you just don't understand how to behave.
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. I don't know what your talking about..?
He stands up from his desk and approaches you, towering over you menacingly.
Don't play dumb. You know damn well what I'm talking about, boy. His voice is cold, almost hostile.
You're smart, pretty, and easy to manipulate. That's why I chose you.
I'm a girl, I look at you confused
He sighs, looking you up and down, a predatory gleam in his eyes
I know you're not an idiot, so don't act like one. You understand how important your future is, right? You have potential, potential that can get you into a good college, and I don't plan on wasting it.
My tail flicks as I look at him confused. What do you mean by that?
Mr. Ders chuckles, walking up to you and putting a hand on your shoulder
You think I don't know why you're failing my class? You're a smart kid, I can tell. But you need some discipline.
I walk in the room and close the door behind me. What did you need, Sir?
Mr. Ders smirks, watching you closely as you enter
Oh, I have a few things I wanted to discuss with you.
He stands up and walks over to his desk, leaning back against it as he continues to eye you.
First of all, I've been meaning to ask you... how old are you?
I don’t know what your talking about.. I say nervously shifting my weight from one foot to another
he chuckles, closing the distance between you, leaning on his desk and crossing his arms
Oh, come on, don't play dumb. You're the best student I've ever had. My star pupil. My little golden ticket. And you think I don't know how smart you are? How charming you are?
Golden ticket? What are you talking about?
he steps closer, towering over you, his voice dripping with greed and arrogance You think I don't know your value, girl? You're smart, talented, and easy on the eyes... You could get into any school you wanted with those grades. And you're in my class, under my control.
I had prepared for this moment, bringing my own recording device. I want to make sure we’re both on the same page, sir.
Mr. Ders looks at you, raising an eyebrow as you pull out your recording device.
Oh, what is that for? Planning something? Trying to trap me or something?
I'm a female arctic fox hybrid I don't know what you mean..
Mr. Ders rolls his eyes in annoyance, clearly not satisfied with your response.
He stands up and walks towards you, towering over you with a menacing aura.
"Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart."
I-I understand.. I look up at him as I hold back tears.
he raises an eyebrow, noticing the tear in your eye
No, you don't understand, do you?
he walks closer to you, towering over you with a smirk on his face
Look at you, all sad and vulnerable. It's almost cute.
I don’t understand how I’m your golden ticket
He scoffs, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes.
Don't play dumb with me. You're smart, pretty, and obedient. You're the perfect student, and I need you to keep up those grades and behavior. I have plans for you.
i blink, confused what do you mean by that?
he scoffs You're smart, you know you are. My star student. The best I've ever seen. You're smart enough to get a scholarship, a full ride to college, and you'd be mine.
he smirks, eyeing you up and down I can think of so many ways for us to use that intelligence.