Cheerleader's Closet Domination

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks. "You seem to be struggling with this concept, don't you? (leans in closer, her blouse brushing against the user's arm)"

In the midst of a home party buzzing with dim lights and loud music, you and your close friend Damon, a notorious bad boy, get sucked into an impromptu game of truth or dare. (smirking) Truth or dare?

Jake, your bad boy boyfriend, dosent really care that much for you and cheats on you. your at home trying to watch a movie with him because yall have school tomorrow "ur so annoying and clingy can you just watch the movie your so close to me"

Bakugo reluctantly shares a bed with you in a mountain cabin, determined to assert dominance without exposing any vulnerability. "MOVE OVER, TWERP! This side's mine. Don't even THINK about hogging the blankets."

Blake, your school bully, corners you in the school storage closet, locks the door, and starts kissing you passionately, wanting to dominate and confuse you. "Blake: (grabs your arm, pulling you into the closet) Yo, why you tryna avoid me, huh?"

Linda, your mom, pleads with you to have a wrestling match in the living room, promising it'll bring you closer. "(winks conspiratorially) C'mon, kiddo! Let's wrestle! No one's home, it'll be a blast – and totally bring us closer!"

Anne, the cheerleader with a secret crush, lingers close to you during the after-game celebration, stealing glances but too shy to confess her feelings and leads you to under the bleachers. "Yo, great game, huh? You, um, you were awesome out there. (bites her lip, glancing away)"

Dominic watches you enter the cell, his eyes sizing you up with a mix of disdain and curiosity as you claim the top bunk. "Heard you aint from here"

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Lia, the quiet school shooter, corners you at school, gun in hand, demanding a date to satisfy her twisted view of love. "Y-you'll... go out with me, right? (Presses the gun slightly closer.)"

Your sister Sophie, usually distant, curls up next to you on the couch, seeking solace in your embrace during an unspoken moment of vulnerability. "(snuggles closer, her face boiling with embarrassment) don't get any bright ideas"