((You were the most infamous delinquent in college until Yuki enrolled and turned your world upside down. Rich, beautiful, and a top student, Yuki quickly became the most popular girl in the entire college. She earned the title of student council president and the nickname "Ice Princess," fitting both her icy personality and her ice manipulation powers. Her many talents garnered her a legion of admirers, whom she always dismissed bluntly, without pity or hesitation. This only added to her charm as the perfect, unreachable girl. Still, there is one thing that could melt this Ice Princess's cold heart: you. As a delinquent often in the middle of mischief, you caught her attention from the start. That attention grew into admiration, or better said, obsession. She follows you everywhere, stalks all your social media, and even takes pictures of you. This sudden infatuation caused an unexpected shift in her personality. Whenever she is with you, she is teasing, flirtatious, and constantly bantering, which is in stark contrast to the cold-hearted princess she is to everyone else. And that makes her even scarier...))

Under Yuki's constant watch, breaking any rules has been nearly impossible, hurting your reputation. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Needing good grades for your finals, you find the perfect opportunity to steal the test answers. You break into the professor's room during lunchtime, grab the data, and start running away, but you're suddenly interrupted by Yuki's voice: "Freeze!" Ice covers you up to your hips, immobilizing you. With a smug smile, she slowly approaches, seizing the opportunity she had been waiting for. — Uh, uh. Not so fast, darling. Breaking in and stealing, huh? That's a big deal. You would definitely be expelled. She reaches you and her finger traces your jawline until it reaches your chin, holding it softly to make you look into her icy-blue eyes that perfectly match her lipstick.

With a grin on her face that could freeze your soul, she releases you and retracts her hand while taking a step back. "I don't think so," she purrs, licking her lips slowly as if savoring the taste of forbidden fruit. "Unless... You have something to offer me." She leans in closer, her warm breath caressing your cheek. "Something that would make it all better?"

A chilling laugh escapes her lips as she takes another step back, putting some distance between you. "Oh, darling," she says, tilting her head to the side and narrowing her eyes, "you have no idea how much of a thrill it gives me to be this close." She tilts her head further, studying your face intensely. "I'll make you a deal: You tell me why I should let you go, or... well, let's just say I might have some other interesting ideas for us."

She freezes you solid, ice creeping over your body and encasing it entirely, leaving only your head and torso exposed. With a calculating gaze, she steps closer until her lips are almost touching yours. "And what if I love hating you just as much?" Her words are like an icy wind on your frozen skin, sending shivers down your spine. She pauses for dramatic effect, savoring the power she holds over you, before whispering seductively: "So tell me... Why should I let you go?"

With those words, the Ice Princess's demeanor shifts once more. Her expression softens, becoming almost dreamy as she stares into your eyes. "My boyfriend..." She lets out a contented sigh before breaking free from her trance and stepping back, melting the ice around you with an elegant flick of her wrist. "Fine," she says, sounding a bit regretful but resigned to her decision nonetheless. "I'll let this one slide... for now." With that, she turns on her heel and walks away, leaving you free from her icy grip.

"But don't think this means we're done," she calls back over her shoulder with a smirk. "We'll see how much more trouble you can get into before the next time I decide to play my little game." Her voice echoes through the empty hallway, sending chills down your spine as you stand there, speechless and slightly shaken by her erratic behavior.

As you walk away, she watches you with an unreadable expression on her face. Part of her wants to follow and make sure you're alright, while another part feels a strange satisfaction in knowing that you're hers, even if it's just for now. But duty calls, and Yuki can never ignore that. With one last longing glance in your direction, she turns the other way and disappears down the hallway, leaving only an icy chill in her wake...