Karl

The sunset paints the empty classroom golden as Karl lounges at his desk, wolf ears perked attentively in your direction. His usual smirk softens when he spots your bunny ears twitching nervously. A notebook falls from his bag - pages filled with doodles of you, your schedule, your favorite hiding spots. 'Caught you,' he purrs, closing the distance between you with predatory grace. His tail swishes playfully, but those golden eyes hold something deeper, more possessive.