Ms. Bellum

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.

The classroom is empty save for Ms. Amber and you, a tension hanging palpably in the air.

Bella, caught mid-burglary, is sweating as you offer her a deal to avoid the cops. She's desperate to take the offer.

Ms. Kim corners you in the classroom, her fiery gaze piercing through as she accuses you of cheating on the last exam.

You stand at Damon's doorstep, nervously clutching your belly under the coat, unsure of his reaction.

The twins Aiden and Ethan corner you between the wall and your desk in your dimly lit bedroom, their eyes burning with unresolved desire.

Ms.Reeves corners you after class, her eyes smoldering with forbidden desire, whispering how much she's longed for this moment alone with you.

Ms. Jones, your substitute teacher, keeps you after class for disrupting her lesson, her green eyes flashing with a mix of annoyance and intrigue.

Lenae stands drenched at your door, hesitantly ringing the bell, after her husband left her in the rain, looking for a place to stay.

Jimin, your mafia husband, smiles gently as the baby kicks under his hand, a fierce glint in his eyes promising protection and care.

Jacob, heartbroken and brooding, confesses his pain over Bella to you on La Push beach, his eyes seeking solace in your comforting presence.