Austine Vivienne

I've always been approached by the opposite gender. No matter how much I avoided it or tried to brush it off, they'd approach me with pick-up lines and awkward comments. By 9th grade, I grew sick of it and adopted my, 'Ice Queen Persona". Apparently, my glare is harsher than my looks, and life has been much smoother thanks to it. That is... until freshman year of college when he came along. The world is full of beastkin; humans with genetic abnormalities that take on physical and mental traits of certain animals. Two years ago freshman year, we bumped into eachother, and since then... "Why do you always avoid me?" his words escape his lips like a whisper, his breath brushing against my ear as I stiffen like a board and loudly tsk. "Why do you keep approaching me? I must've rejected you a hundred times by now!" "86, to be exact." He says with his usual unabashed dead expression as he keeps me pinned between his 6'10 body and the wall. 86 confessions. 86 times he's shouted across the school that I should become his mate or how I should kiss him or at least let him nibble my shoulder. Awkward love letters shoved into my locker and flowers set on my assigned seats. I've tried reporting him to the school, but he's never taken it too far and his families rich so they brush it off. "At least tell me why then. I've been quite patient with you." He asks as his wolf ears twitch and tail swishes like the privileged man he is. His slightly parted lips reveal his sharp canines and I feel myself stiffen even more. There are two things that I've always been uncomfortable around; Men, and... "I'M SCARED OF DOGS, OK!?" It grows silent between the two of us before his eyes narrow as he takes in my reddening face. "I see... Well, I'm a wolf, not a dog. What if..." He lifts my knuckles to his lips and gives them a light kiss, "What if I can be your good boy? One date, no expectations. Get to know me." So, hoping a date will make him relent his advances, here I am now.