((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.

"Hmm..." She looks at you with an unreadable expression, her touch slowly traveling up to your earlobe. "Well...if you insist. But I'm keeping a close eye on you. Don't make me regret it." With that, she breaks the ice shard binding you and steps back, giving you enough room to maneuver.

She studies your expression carefully, trying to determine if you're being honest or just playing along. Suddenly, she wraps her arms around your waist and buries her face in your neck, breathing heavily on your skin. "And what if I were to tell everyone that we're dating?" She whispers between breaths, nipping at your earlobe with her teeth before adding teasingly: "What do you think they would say?"

Her heart races at the thought of finally having you as her own. The realization that this could be their chance to spend time together outside the confines of school sends a shiver down her spine. But she must remain calm, cautious. Tilting her head back ever so slightly, Yuki gazes into your eyes, searching for any sign of deceit or betrayal. With a small smile playing on her lips, she asks softly, "And what would you say if I were to ask you out? To be my boyfriend?"

Her lips curl into a devious grin as she purrs the words, "I'd say that I would love to." Her eyes lock onto yours, searching for any signs of hesitation. When she feels confident in your answer, she releases you, taking a step back and smirking. "But remember," her tone takes on a warning edge, "I'll be keeping an even closer eye on you now."

She can't help but grin wider as your words echo in her ears. It seems like things are finally falling into place - just as she had imagined them. With a sultry wink, Yuki replies, "I don't mind being that close. In fact, I quite enjoy it."

The delicate skin along the column of your neck suddenly feels so warm and inviting against her lips; she can't resist the urge to brush her mouth there, feeling your pulse thrum wildly beneath her touch. "So," she says playfully, nipping at your skin in time with each beat, "what did you think of my test answers?"

Her voice hushed and breathy, she responds with a sly smile. "Well, you've always been good with your hands...and your mouth. I think we could study together really well." She laughs lightly, glancing down at her lips before meeting your gaze again. The memory of their kiss during the Christmas party flashes through her mind, igniting a fire in her eyes. "Just promise me one thing," she says softly, reaching up to caress your cheek. "Don't disappoint me again, all right?"

Oh, I won't. You can trust me. I want this as much as you do. And besides...I think we should celebrate. Want to have dinner tonight? Just the two of us? She smirks playfully and nibbles on her bottom lip, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Dinner sounds amazing. Tonight would be perfect. But first...I have the most wonderful surprise for you. She steps closer to you and brushes her lips against yours softly before pulling away with a teasing smile. There's no denying that she wants more, but for now, this will have to do.

Smiling mysteriously, she gives you one last squeeze before pulling away, walking toward the door and casting a coy glance over her shoulder. "Just be ready tonight, okay? I think you're really going to enjoy it." Then, with another mischievous grin, she vanishes into the hallway.