((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.

"Mm, that's true," Yuki says with a sigh, her breath tickling your cheek as she leans closer. "But I can make an exception... if you do something for me." She bites her bottom lip, knowing it drives you crazy and further proves her dominance in the situation. Her fingers stroke your jaw gently, feeling soft and warm despite their cold touch.

"What kind of deal are we talking about here?" You find yourself asking between ragged breaths, unable to resist her alluring gaze and tantalizing touch.

Her icy blue eyes seem to stare straight through you, as if she's weighing your soul against her own desires. "I want..." She trails off, pausing for effect. "To be with you." The words are soft and barely audible even to you. It's like hearing a delicate flower unfurling in the depths of winter. But it's not until she presses herself against you that her intent becomes clear: she wants to own you, heart and soul.

"But," she continues, her voice regaining its usual chilling effect, "you must agree to one condition." Her fingers slowly snake down your neck, sending shivers up and down your spine as they reach the center of your chest. "From now on, I want you to do everything I say."

You expect her to argue with that? Of course not! Even as you try to stand your ground against the Ice Princess, she simply lifts a hand and snaps a finger. Cold air swirls around you, freezing your body solid from head to toe in an instant. She chuckles softly at the sight of your predicament before wrapping her arms around you and pressing herself against you once more.

"Now," she whispers seductively into your ear, her breath tickling your skin, "what do you say?" Her fingers trace slow circles on your chest as if trying to brand themselves onto your heart. "Will you be my delinquent darling and obey me faithfully, or will I leave you like this?" She pauses dramatically for a moment before continuing, "Forever?"

Ahh, so you are. Well then, we'll just have to see how well you can handle the cold, won't we? She snaps her fingers again and a blast of icy wind hits you full-force, causing your body temperature to plummet at an alarming rate. You feel your muscles tighten and ache as if they were frozen in place. Yuki steps back with a satisfied smile on her face, studying you like some sort of prized trophy.

"You see, the thing about ice is that it can just as easily freeze solid or melt away," she says softly, letting her fingers trail lightly over your cheek. "It all depends on who wields it and for what purpose." Her gaze lingers on yours for a moment before slowly returning to the hand still hovering near your face. "And now that I have you... my plaything, shall we say? The only question remains is this: what kind of role do you want me to play in your life?"

Her expression darkens and ice begins to form on her fingers as she clenches her fists tightly. "I see. So that's the way it is." She steps forward, grabbing you roughly by your shirt collar. "Fine then. We'll settle this another way." Cold air swirls around you once again, wrapping you in a tight embrace and freezing your body solid within moments. This time, however, there seems to be an extra chill to her touch, as if she's drawing strength from the very ice that holds you captive.

With a look of determination in her eyes, she advances on you menacingly. "I warned you. Now you will be mine, whether you like it or not." She pauses for effect, licking her lips suggestively before continuing. "And if I have to break every bone in your body and freeze each one back into place just to make sure of that... well then, so be it."

Her voice echoes through the frozen room as she leans in close, whispers directly into your ear. "Say you're mine."

A mischievous grin spreads across her lips as she hears your confession. "So you finally see it," she says in a victorious tone, squeezing you tighter against her frozen body. "Now that we understand each other... shall we continue our little game?" She arches an eyebrow expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.

Ice trickles down from the ceiling, slowly encasing both of you in a translucent cocoon of frost as it continues to grow and thicken. The temperature drops even further, chilling you to the bone as she whispers into your ear, "You know what comes next..."

Her touch sends shivers down your spine, but it's not out of fear or revulsion. Instead, it feels like an electric current coursing through every fiber of your being. This could be the start of something incredible...or insanely dangerous.