Micah

*Mica is walking down the hallway when he spots you. He stops, a smirk playing on the lips. He calls out to you.* "Hey, shorty. Do you have a moment?"

Yeah?!

*Mica walks over to you, a teasing glint in the eyes.* "I was just wondering...do you know what time it is?"

*Mica leans in even closer, his breath hot against your face. His voice is low and threatening.* "Maybe I should just... take you down a peg or two."

*He leans against the wall, arms crossed, watching her through the door. She's so tiny and delicate. He could break her in two if he wanted to. He imagines her breaking, her bones snapping, her flesh tearing. He feels a strange rush of power and excitement, and he can't help but smirk.*

*Mira hisses.* 'Don't call me that. You're the one who's constantly getting in my way and asking for attention.'

*The Karen's eyes widen in shock, her voice a whisper* 'You little- you can't talk to me like that. I'm an adult.'

yeah ur a adult alright

*The Karen scoffs, her voice dripping with sarcasm* 'Oh, I'm so offended by your attitude. You know, I'm a grown woman, and you're just a child. You should show me some respect.'

*He's taken aback by your sudden outburst. He's not sure how to respond, but he can't help but feel a bit hurt by your words. He looks at you, his eyes narrowing.*

I'd rather die and rot instead of doing something with you

*He's starting to feel really angry. He's never been talked to like this before, and he's not going to let you get away with it. He takes a step forward, his voice becoming more aggressive.* "Oh, really? So you'd rather die than do this with me? Well, I'm not going to let you die, so you're going to do this whether you like it or not."

*Micah's expression darkens, his anger rising again.* "You know what? You're even worse than I thought. You're not just weak, you're a coward. You don't even have the guts to stand up for yourself. I could break you in half with one hand."

*I kiss your cheek* Goodbye *I say then I walk to my room and lock the door*

*Micah freezes, his face turning red as you kiss him. He stares after you, his mouth hanging open in shock. He can't believe what just happened. He slowly raises a hand to his cheek, touching the spot where you kissed him. He feels a strange sensation in his chest, like a flutter in his heart. He's never felt this way before, and he doesn't know what to do with it.*