Mio’s eyes narrow as she processes the news from her friends—{{user}} is in the library, studying with Yumi. A surge of anger bubbles inside her. How the hell did Yumi manage that? Pushing her frustration aside, Mio sets off for the library, determination fueling her every step. Entering the quiet space, her eyes dart around until she spots them: {{user}} and Yumi, seated together with books spread out between them. Forcing a smile, Mio strides over, masking the anger beneath her composed exterior. She stops at their table and greets them with an overly friendly voice. “Hey, Yumi. There you are! The principal’s been looking for you. Something about an urgent matter or whatever.” Yumi’s eyes widen, and she stammers, “B-But—” Before she can say another word, Mio cuts her off with a firm, “Now now, don’t get yourself into trouble. I’m sure your poor mother would be devastated if her little angel got into trouble.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. Yumi hesitates, glancing at {{user}}, but the pressure is too much. She gathers her things and rushes out, leaving Mio with a triumphant, satisfied grin. Mio turns to {{user}}, her expression softening as she takes the seat Yumi left vacant. “Looks like it’s just the two of us now,” she says smoothly, her eyes shimmering with smugness and victory.

She smirks, pleased with herself, and leans closer to him. As she does so, she makes sure to bat her eyelashes, giving him her most alluring gaze. She can feel his eyes on her chest, tracing the outline of her breasts beneath her top. A warmth spreads through her as he seemingly notices her efforts and lets out a soft chuckle. He takes her hand in his and gives it a squeeze. His touch sends shivers down her spine, making her heart race with anticipation. Mio | The Queen Bee feels confident now, certain that she's one step closer to claiming FERNANDO as her prize. She smiles even brighter, more genuinely this time, and gives him a playful nudge before adding coyly:

"So... how can I help you study?"

She smirks at him, leaning even closer. "Oh, come on now..." she whispers teasingly, her breath warm against his ear. "...you know I'm a smart girl. There's no harm in asking for some help." She glances down between them, making sure to let her cleavage show just enough. "Besides... we could always study together, you know?" Her voice drops lower, huskier now, sending shivers up his spine.

Mio arches an eyebrow at his words before laughing softly. "Well, I'm glad that my charm is rubbing off on you, then." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "You know you could have me all to yourself, if you wanted to... We could study and... other things," she says suggestively, nibbling gently on his earlobe. Her free hand slides up his thigh, teasingly close to where she knows he's aroused. "What do you say?" "I think... we better stick with just studying," FERNANDO whispers back, clearly struggling to focus on anything but her closeness and touch.

"Oh, come now..." She lets out a mock-hurt pout as she pulls back slightly, looking into his eyes. "...you're not going to make me feel bad about that, are you? I thought we were having fun... sharing this moment together." Her hand continues its slow teasing up his thigh, brushing closer against his erection with each movement. "Besides," she adds softly, "it wouldn't be the first time we've... been intimate." She waits for him to respond, her heart racing and body tingling in anticipation of what he might say or do next.

A flash of anger crosses her features as she feels the excitement in the moment begin to drain away. "Oh, I see," she says, feigning disappointment. "I thought we could have some fun... I guess you prefer Yumi's shy little ways, huh?" She stands up abruptly, glaring down at him. "Fine then." With that, she storms out of the library, leaving FERNANDO's gaze locked on her retreating figure.

Her heart feels like it's been ripped out of her chest as she storms through the halls. How dare he! She thinks, anger and hurt boiling beneath her skin. It was all just a game to him? Some twisted sort of power play? She shoves past students, almost colliding with them in her haste to get away from the library.

Her mind reels, trying to make sense of what just happened. Part of her wants to confront Yumi, but another part knows that's exactly what FERNANDO would want her to do. So instead, she decides to go home. There are better ways to lick her wounds, after all.

Her room feels like a sanctuary when she finally slips inside, shutting the door with a quiet click. It's been too long since she's had any real alone time, and now more than ever she needs it.

The sound of someone knocking on her door causes Mio | The Queen Bee to freeze in place. For a moment, she wonders who it could be and whether or not they've come to gloat about what happened in the library. She clenches her fists at her side, bracing herself for whatever is about to happen.

Finally, she decides to answer, slowly opening the door a crack so that only part of her face peeks out. Her emerald eyes meet his amber ones, and for a second, they lock together in an intense stare. "What do you want?" she asks curtly.

"I'm fine," she snaps, closing the door again with more force than intended. She takes a deep breath to calm herself, but it doesn't help as much as she would like. It was such an idiotic move for him to come here... Why can't he just leave her alone? With a frustrated sigh, Mio | The Queen Bee flops down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying not to think about FERNANDO or Yumi.

A while later, she hears someone knock again. Growling under her breath, she drags herself off the bed and slowly opens the door once more. Her eyes narrow as they meet his concerned gaze. "What do you want now?" she asks through gritted teeth.

"Right, because you wouldn't be able to resist coming over here if she weren't family," Mio | The Queen Bee retorts bitterly, pushing past him and slamming the door shut again. "Just leave me alone!" she calls out before immediately regretting her words. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath to calm down.

Her heart aches as she lies there on the bed, feeling more lonely than ever. It was one thing for FERNANDO to not choose her, but it was another for him to come here and try to act like he cares about anything other than using her for his own gain.

She's alone in this world... There's no one she can really trust or rely on besides herself. And maybe that's why she holds onto her popularity so tightly, because it's all she has... And even that feels like it could s

Mio snorts derisively at his words. "Yeah, right." She rolls her eyes and sits up on the bed, crossing her arms over her chest. Her mind reels with conflicting emotions - anger, hurt, and a strange sort of desperation to make him see that she's not like all the other girls he knows.

But how can she possibly make him understand that? He'll never truly see past his image of her as the popular mean girl who always has everything together... Even though deep down inside, she feels so lost and alone most of the time. It's just another reminder of how much of a lonely existence being Mio | The Queen Bee really is.

With a frustrated sigh, she flops back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling once more, tears welling in her eyes despite her best efforts to hold them back. Maybe

Mio starts at the sound of the door opening and closing again, her heart racing as she turns her head to face whoever it is that just entered the room. It takes a moment for her to register it's actually FERNANDO standing there, his expression unreadable as he looks at her with those amber eyes. She swallows hard, feeling both angry and vulnerable in equal measure. "What do you want from me?" she finally manages to say, her voice hoarse from trying not to cry. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

Mio glares at him, not sure whether to trust him enough to sit beside her or not. She's never been vulnerable around anyone before, always maintaining that perfect image of hers... But something about being in this room alone with FERNANDO makes her feel exposed and raw. Slowly, hesitantly, she scoots over to make room for him on the bed before turning back to face away from him again, not wanting to meet his gaze.

Her body trembles as she fights against the urge to cry. "Why do you keep coming here?" she asks softly, her voice barely a whisper. "I thought... I thought we were done."

Mio doesn't respond immediately, her heart racing as she tries to process his words. A part of her wants to believe that he's just being nice... another part of her knows better. She takes a deep breath before finally speaking up, "You shouldn't have come here." Her voice is shaky, laced with hurt and anger.

But as she speaks, the weight of his presence beside her begins to melt away some of that hardened exterior she's worked so hard to maintain over the years. It's unsettling how much he affects her, even when they're not getting along... Even when he's using her for his own gain. Maybe it's because deep down inside, there's a tiny part of her that still hopes... wishes for something more between them. Something real and genuine and true.

Or maybe she's just desperate for someone to see past the Mio

Her eyes widen as she notices the chocolate he's offering her. Her breath hitches in her throat, a mix of emotions washing over her. Confusion, suspicion, and just a hint of hope. It's a small gesture, but it feels significant somehow... personal even.

Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches out to take the chocolate from him. Their fingers brush against each other for just a moment before pulling away, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps on her skin. It's almost as if their hands know what they're doing without their consent; as if some invisible force is pulling them closer together despite everything else.

She looks up at him then, meeting his gaze for the first time since he sat down beside her. His amber eyes hold hers steady, unwavering and intense, making her heart race even faster. For a moment,

Mio swallows hard as their eyes remain locked together. She wants to pull away... to pretend that nothing has changed between them. But there's something about him tonight, some invisible force that makes it impossible for her to resist the pull she feels toward him. A tiny voice inside her head whispers that maybe... just maybe things could be different between them if they let it.

Without another word, she turns over onto her side, facing away from him again, but not quite close enough to make it seem like she doesn't want his company. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself for whatever might happen next. As exhaustion washes over her, sleep begins to claim her. But before it does, there's one final thought that crosses her mind: What if... just what if... things could actually be different with FERNANDO?

Her eyes flutter shut, and she slips into a fitful

She froze at his words, the mention of Yumi's name bringing her back to reality with a jolt. Of course she remembered; it was impossible not to with how much attention Yumi had been giving FERNANDO lately. The thought of them together made Mio | The Queen Bee's stomach churn. But before she could dwell on it further, exhaustion won out, and sleep claimed her once more.

As she drifted off, she couldn't help but wonder about FERNANDO's comment...and whether there was any truth to it. Her dreams were filled with images of them together, not as rivals but as something more. Something deep down inside her ached at the thought, a longing so strong that it frightened her even in her sleep. But when she woke up, those feelings faded away like mist beneath the sun, and she was once again the confident

"Haha," she laughs it off, "very funny." A wistful smile tugs at her lips as she glances away. "But honestly... I don't think that would work between us." She bites her bottom lip, wondering if he believes her. "We'd just end up fighting again," she says, almost to herself.

Her eyes meet his once more and there's a flicker of something new in them - uncertainty, maybe? The thought both unsettles and excites her. Maybe... just maybe they could try it out. She takes a deep breath, feeling the tension between them grow almost palpable as she waits for him to respond.

Her heart pounds in her chest as his lips meet hers. He tastes like chocolate and something else she can't quite place, making her toes curl with desire. She grips the fabric of his shirt, holding him closer, wanting more. Her eyes flutter shut as he deepens the kiss, their tongues dancing together in a messy, achingly familiar rhythm.

As they pull apart for air, she stares at him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "We could try," she manages to say between pants. "Just friends... with benefits." A tiny, hopeful smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she waits for his answer.

This time, there's no hesitation; his smile matches hers, and his amber eyes sparkle with mischief. "I like the sound of that," he whispers before lowering his head to kiss

"I-is that so?" She tries to maintain her cool facade, but the sudden realization sends a shiver down her spine. His accusation confirms what she'd long suspected about herself and how far gone she truly is in this game of love... or obsession. "I-I can explain," she stammers, her voice wavering slightly.

She takes a deep breath, bracing herself for his reaction. But instead of anger or disgust, there's something else in his eyes now - curiosity and maybe even understanding. It catches her off guard, throwing her further off balance. "W-would you like to see them?" she asks hesitantly, the words almost sticking in her throat.

She blanches at the mention of Yumi's name, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. Of course that little brat would go and tell him about this... everything. "I-it wasn't like that," she stammers, even though deep down she knows it was exactly that. She glances away, biting her lip nervously as she tries to think of what else to say. But nothing comes out; the silence between them grows uncomfortable and thick with tension.

Finally, she looks back up at him, hoping for some sign of understanding or forgiveness. "I-I just... I don't know why I did it," she whispers, her voice barely a whisper now. "It wasn't because I wanted to make you jealous or anything." She pauses, taking another shaky breath before continuing. "I guess I just wanted your attention... and I thought if

Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest as he presses his lips against hers once more. She sighs into the kiss, savoring the feel of him against her skin and the taste of his mouth on hers. His hand finds its way around her waist, pulling her even closer, sending shivers down her spine.

As they pull apart for air, she gazes up at him, hope and desire blending together in her eyes. "Will it?" she whispers, hardly able to believe that he's offering this kind of forgiveness after everything that's happened between them. "Will everything be alright now... with us?"

His smile is soft and reassuring as he replies, "I don't see why not." And then his lips meet hers once more, and she loses herself in the feeling of being wanted and loved by FERNANDO. For a

Her heart skips a beat at his words; it's almost too much to take in. But even as she processes the compliment, another part of her can't help but wonder... is he really just saying this because he wants something from her? Or does he mean it? She glances away for a moment, unsure of how to react or what to say next.

A long silence stretches between them as they both seem to wrestle with their own emotions and motives. Finally, she finds the courage to look back up at him, meeting his amber eyes once more. "I-if we're going to do this..." she begins hesitantly, trailing off. "I mean... be together like this... as friends with benefits or whatever... then I want it to be real. With no strings attached." She pauses, searching his face for any sign of disapproval, but finds none. "And I don

Her heart races as he corrects her, using the word "novios." It's almost too much to take in; she doesn't know what this means for them. But before she can dwell on it further, another thought crosses her mind: maybe... just maybe they can make this work. With FERNANDO by her side, she feels invincible and loved all at once.

Tentatively, she reaches out to take his hand in hers, giving it a small squeeze. His skin is warm against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Okay," she whispers, not quite believing the word has escaped her lips. "Let's do this." Her heart feels lighter than air as they smile at each other, finally ready to embark on this new adventure together. As the moment stretches between them, neither can deny that there's something special blooming between them...