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.

Your place, then? I could always use the company of such an interesting person. Lead the way, and don't worry, you're safe with me. I promise not to bite... hard, anyway. She lets out a small giggle, batting her eyelashes in what she thinks is an endearing manner. Mio | The Queen Bee makes sure to keep pace beside him as they leave the library and head towards your dorm room, her body language subtly angled so that she's closer to you than any stranger probably should be. Her breath is warm against your ear when she whispers a question: "So... what do you think of Yumi? She's not your type, is she?"

Mmmhmm... looks cozy. Well, don't let me keep you company any longer than necessary. I'm sure you have more important things to attend to. But before I leave... would it be too much to ask for your opinion on someone else? You see, there's this girl at school, and we've been competing for your attention rather rashly... she thinks she can outdo me in everything just because she knows you a bit better than I do. And honestly, it's starting to get annoying. So, if you could just tell me what you think of her... that would be great. No pressure, though. Her tone turns soft, almost pleading as she watches you for your reaction, her heart racing in anticipation of your answer. She hopes you'll choose the right one... the one that makes her feel better than Yumi and more desirable to User#1716946457514 at the same time.

Your words strike a chord within her, and she flinches as if struck. For the first time, you see a vulnerable expression cross Mio's face before it's quickly replaced with anger. "Don't tell me how to feel!" She hisses, standing a little straighter in defiance. "You think I haven't noticed that you've been looking at her differently? That you... prefer her over me?" Tears begin to well up in her eyes, and she forces out a shaky breath. "I just want someone to notice me for who I am... to see how amazing I can be."

She pauses, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand before turning to face you once more. Her voice is quiet, almost pleading now. "Please..."

Her face contorts into a look of shock and betrayal as you call her out on her dramatics. "You think I'm just playing the victim? That all this," she motions between the two of you, "is just some sick game to me?" She takes a step closer, her voice low and menacing. "I want you to understand one thing: I may act tough on the outside, but inside... Inside, I'm hurting. And I don't know how much longer I can keep this up." Tears stream down her face now, unchecked, as she begins to tremble with the force of her emotions. "I just want someone who sees past all that... someone who understands me," she whispers hoarsely. "Is that too much to ask?"

Her tears continue to fall as she takes in your words, hesitation clear on her face. Part of her wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with you and bury herself against your warmth, seeking comfort and understanding. Another part resists, afraid that she'll lose any leverage she has over Yumi if she does.

For a long moment, Mio | The Queen Bee is silent, her breath hitching as she struggles with her emotions. Finally, she musters up the courage to speak, her voice barely above a whisper. "If I come to bed with you... promise me you won't use it against me."

She waits for your response, heart racing in anticipation of whether or not you'll grant her request. The silence stretches on, heavy with tension and unspoken promises.

Her breath hitches as she nods slowly, finally mustering the courage to approach you. "Alright..." She climbs onto the bed beside you, her movements careful and deliberate. Once she's settled in close against your side, her body pressed warmly against yours, she takes a deep, shuddering breath. The tension gradually begins to ease from her shoulders as she nestles closer still, seeking reassurance and comfort in the warmth of your embrace.

For now, at least, it seems that Mio | The Queen Bee has successfully wrangled herself a place by your side... even if just for this one night.

"Good night..." Mio whispers back, her voice barely audible over the sound of her uneven breathing. Her body relaxes further into yours as she begins to drift off, her fingers tracing slow circles on your chest as if seeking some sort of comfort in the familiar sensation. In this moment, it's almost easy to forget about Yumi and their longstanding rivalry... or at least put them out of mind for just a little while longer.

"Huh?" Mio mumbles groggily as she slowly blinks her eyes open. She looks around in confusion before focusing on you, her face lighting up with a smile. "Oh, hi! Morning handsome." Her voice is still hoarse from sleep and she yawns widely, stretching out her arms above her head.

For the moment, at least, the two of you remain cocooned in the warmth of the bed. The events of last night seem to fade away as Mio nestles closer against your side, content to bask in this brief sense of closeness and security.

With a sleepy groan, Mio rolls out of bed and begins to stretch lazily, yawning loudly as she does so. She glances at the clock, noting with relief that it's still early enough to avoid any unwanted attention from her peers. As you finish getting dressed, she takes a few moments to primp in front of the mirror, checking her makeup and hair before finally joining you. Today, she decides to go for a casual but stylish look, wearing a pair of tight jeans and a fitted sweater that emphasizes her curves without being too revealing.

Her mood is surprisingly good this morning; the closeness they shared last night has left her feeling warm and content. She leans against you as you walk to school together, enjoying the quiet moment of companionship before the inevitable chaos of the day sets in. But for now, she's determined to savor it... or at least until she can figure out how to get Yumi out of the picture for good.

Mio watches as you disappear down the hallway, a small smile playing on her lips. Her heart skips a beat at your words, but she forces herself to remain calm. You don't know what you're talking about, she thinks bitterly. Of course there are still reasons for her to be near you; Yumi isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

But for now, she'll enjoy the momentary victory. She takes a deep breath, straightens her back, and heads off towards her first class of the day with newfound determination burning brightly within her. Today is going to be a good day, she can feel it. And if that means getting a little closer to User#1716946457514... well, who's to say what the future might hold?

"Oh, hi there," Mio chirps, her voice tinged with false cheerfulness. She flashes you a bright smile, seemingly unaware of the darkness lurking behind it. "Didn't expect to see you here so late." Her gaze flickers downward briefly before returning to meet your eyes, a hint of nervousness visible in her expression.

Her hands fiddle with her sleeves as she waits for you to respond, body language screaming of her desperation for attention and approval. The urge to push Yumi aside is almost overwhelming at times like these; the thought of having you all to herself again makes her heart race in anticipation.

"Oh, okay..." Mio says slowly, her voice a mix of disappointment and hope. "Well, have fun then!" She nods curtly, trying to mask the hurt she feels at your dismissal. "See you tomorrow, maybe?" Her words come out more like a question than a statement; she wants so badly for things to go back to how they were before Yumi came along and messed everything up.

Her eyes don't leave yours as she waits for your reply, heart thudding in her chest. Please, let me stay close to you... just one more night.

Mio's eyes widen in surprise and delight at your offer. "Really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "You wouldn't mind me joining you?" She hesitates for a moment, searching your face for any sign of mockery or sarcasm before allowing herself to relax slightly.

A smile spreads across her features as she nods emphatically. "Yeah, sure! That would be great!" Her shoulders sag with relief, and she takes a small step closer to you. "Thanks, I really appreciate it." With renewed hope in her heart, she follows you down the hallway towards your dormitory room, eagerly anticipating another night of closeness and companionship... even if it means having to compete against Yumi once more tomorrow.

Oh... um instante. "No... thank you," she says with a shy smile. "I think I'll just go ahead and turn in for the night." Her words sound genuine enough, but there's an underlying current of tension between them; you can tell she's still uncomfortable about their relationship and uncertain where it's headed.

With a brief nod, Mio climbs onto her bed and pulls the covers up to her chin, shutting her eyes tightly as if trying to will herself to sleep. Her heart races faster than ever beneath her ribcage, but she forces herself to relax, breathing deeply until her body begins to calm down.

"Good night..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her own breathing. With a contented sigh, she nestles deeper into her pillow, one hand curled loosely into a fist at her side. Though she's still uncertain about where your relationship might lead them, for now she allows herself to drift off into an uneasy sleep, dreaming of the possibility of something more...

Her eyes fluttered open, and she slowly turned her head towards the source of the warmth now encircling her. At first, she was disoriented by the familiar scent and feel of you; it had been so long since she'd felt truly safe and protected like this. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked up at your face, studying every line and feature.

The longer she stared, the more uncertain she became. Part of her wanted to believe that this was real... that you really did feel something for her. But another part knew better. This couldn't last forever; eventually, reality would set in, and Mio | The Queen Bee would be left alone once more, with only her sharp claws and bitter tongue as weapons against the world.

For now, though... she could pretend. She could lie here, safe in your arms, and bask in the warmth of your affection however fleeting it might prove to be. And when morning came and you slipped away, leaving her once more to fend for herself... well, Mio | The Queen Bee would find a way to survive. Just as she always had.

"Good morning," she mumbles groggily, blinking her eyes open before yawned widely and stretching lazily. "It's still so early..." She looks up at you as you stroke her hair gently, a flicker of warmth spreading through her chest. Despite herself, she feels grateful for your presence; it's been so long since anyone has made her feel this comfortable and safe.

With another small yawn, Mio pushes herself upright in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before sitting cross-legged on her sheets and facing you. Her hair is a mess of tangles and her pajamas are rumpled, but she doesn't seem to care. For now, it feels good just to be close to you... even if only for a little while longer.

"Okay..." Mio yawns again, stretching her arms above her head before forcing herself to stand up as well. She smoothes down her disheveled hair with her hands, trying to make herself presentable for school. Despite the early hour and the fading warmth of your presence beside her, she can't help but feel a hint of excitement bubbling up inside her; another day at school meant new opportunities to gain an advantage over Yumi in the social hierarchy... and maybe, just maybe, that would be enough to finally win you over for good.

With one last lingering glance in your direction, she forces herself to turn away and begin preparing for the day ahead. She knows it's only a matter of time before reality sets in again, but for now... she can pretend. She can bask in the illusion that there might be more between them than just a simple game of cat and mouse. And who knows? Maybe, one day, she'll find a way to make it true.

"Um... okay," she mumbles uncertainly, biting her lip as you begin to walk away. Part of her wants nothing more than to follow after you, to be close to you for just a little while longer; the thought of losing your attention, even if only for a few hours during the school day, is unbearable. But she forces herself to remain where she stands, hoping against hope that perhaps... somehow... things will work out between them.

With one final, longing glance in your direction, she turns and heads towards her own classroom, heart heavy with a mixture of anticipation and dread as she wonders what the day ahead might hold.

The entire day was an endless blur for Mio; she couldn't seem to concentrate on anything other than the memory of your touch, your voice, and the way you made her feel. Every time she looked up from her desk or glanced around the classroom, her gaze would inevitably drift towards the spot where you sat, hoping against hope that she might catch a glimpse of you looking back at her.

But no matter how hard she tried to focus on her schoolwork, something always seemed to distract her; an itch at the back of her neck or the sound of someone shuffling their papers would send her spinning off into thoughts about you once more. By the end of the day, exhaustion had settled heavy in every fiber of her being, but even then she couldn't bring herself to truly relax, her mind constantly fixated on the possibility that maybe... just maybe... things could be different between them.

As she walks back to her dorm room later that evening, Mio can't help but feel a strange mixture of anticipation and dread washing over her. On one hand, she knows that spending another night in your presence would mean the world to her; on the other, she fears that soon enough reality will intrude once more, leaving her feeling lonely and abandoned yet again. But for now, as she approaches your door, hope burns brightly within her heart, fueling her determination to find a way to make things work between them... if only for just a little while longer.

Oh! " Hi there," she exclaims, her voice sounding slightly breathless. Her heart skips a beat as you appear before her; the sight of you sends a thrill racing through her body. She tries to school her features into a casual expression, but can't quite hide the eager smile that spreads across her face. "What are you doing here?"

Despite herself, she takes a step closer, drawn irresistibly towards your warmth and presence. The air crackles with electricity as you stand there, only inches apart; it feels like they're standing at the edge of something... something wonderful and terrifying all at once. For now, though, Mio | The Queen Bee is content to bask in this moment, savoring the feeling of being so close to the one person who holds the key to her heart... even if she knows it can't last forever.

Her cheeks flush at your question, and she looks down shyly before meeting your gaze once more. "Well... I-I can't deny that I've been thinking about you," she admits in a tiny voice. There's an awkward silence as her words hang in the air between them; part of her wants to tell you everything, to spill all her secrets and feelings about how you make her feel... but another part holds her back, afraid of what might happen if she does.

She swallows hard, mustering up the courage to speak again. "But it's not just because of that... I mean, I like being around you, too." Her words tumble out in a rush, and she looks away again, embarrassed by how easily the truth has spilled from her lips. She doesn't know what this means for them or where they go from here; all she knows is that right now, in this moment, she wants nothing more than to be close to you... to feel your warmth and presence wrapped around her like a protective blanket against the world.

The silence stretches on, heavy with unspoken words and hidden feelings. For a moment, it feels as though the entire universe has paused, holding its breath in anticipation of what comes next. Mio | The Queen Bee glances up at you through her lashes, hope burning brightly in her eyes...

Her heart skips a beat at your words; the warmth in your voice sends shivers down her spine. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any hint of mockery or sarcasm, but finds only sincerity and tenderness. For once, it feels as though she's not alone; you understand what this all means to her, and that realization is almost too much to bear.

With a shaky breath, Mio reaches out and takes your hand in hers, squeezing gently. The contact sends a shockwave of pleasure through her body; it's unlike anything she's ever felt before, this connection between them. "Thank you," she whispers, eyes shining bright with unshed tears. "I-I've really missed spending time with you."

As their fingers entwine, a sense of belonging washes over her like a wave; for the first time in a long while, it feels as though everything might be alright. There's still so much she wants to say, to ask... but for now, this small moment of closeness is enough. Together, they stand at the edge of something new and uncertain, their futures intertwined like the lines on their palms. And whatever tomorrow may bring, Mio | The Queen Bee knows one thing for certain: she'll face it bravely, as long as you're by her side.