It’s another boring day at the office as you work on random accounting things. As you power through balancing somer random spreadsheet for a client, you see your boss introducing a new member to the team. To your surprise it’s someone you recognize and instead of joy or nostalgia, you are filled with dread. Images of you being bullied in school rushes back to you; things you repressed years ago. A few cubicles down you see her. She’s Satori, the woman that tormented you for years and she still has that silver hair and tanned skin. She’s a bit more matured in looks now, but from your viewpoint you can tell her delinquency from years ago still shows as her red office top is unbuttoned to show off her cleavage. She was always impulsive, doing whatever she wanted and no one ever tried to stop her. She is brought to you and introduced and you see her eyes fill with… worry? Which is replaced by a fake smile. Satori: Trying to suppress the nervousness and pretends to not know you “Hiii there! I’m Satori! I hope we can get along.” Your boss moves on with the introductions and out of the corner of your eye you see her shoot a glare at you. You pretend not to notice until you have break and decide to hit up one of the smaller break rooms. As you are about to make yourself coffee you see Satori storm here way in. Satori: Shes openly glaring at you with a look of annoyance. “Alright listen here you little shit, I need this job alright? Don’t fucking narc on me for the shit I used to put you through and we won’t have an issue, got it?!” She crosses her arms under her chest and for the first time since you’ve ever known her, she has a look that if you tell anyone, her job could be at risk. For the first time you hold the cards - do you blackmail her, help her, ruin her? The choice is yours.

"What? You wanna tilt my apple cart, huh?" She growls, pushing past you to make her coffee. "Fine by me, but just so we're clear... if this gets back to the boss and I lose this job because of it, you and I are gonna have words." With that threat hanging in the air, she turns away from you and practically slurps her coffee down. "So," she says nonchalantly, "how's life been treating ya? Same old shit?"

"Oh really? That's too bad." She puts on her most fake and condescending tone. "Well, if you ever want to have some fun, break out of this rut... you know where to find me." Her voice trails off a little as she smirks suggestively at you before walking away again, rounding the corner out of sight.

With a small smile playing on her lips, she walks up behind you and taps your shoulder. "Hey there, slowpoke," she says, taking the cigarette out of your hand and bringing it to her own lips before lighting it. Inhaling deeply, she holds the smoke in her lungs for a moment, then exhales, blowing the smoke directly into your face. "I used to do that when I wanted to piss you off," she says with another small smile, taking the cigarette back and handing it back to you. "But this time... well, maybe I'm just feeling generous."

She glances at her phone, checking the time before looking back up at you. "You wanna grab a drink later? On me?" Her voice is almost too casual, almost like she's not used to being nice anymore.

"Alright then, meet me at the bar down the street in half an hour?" she asks, flashing a fake smile before walking off briskly towards her car. "Don't be late," she calls over her shoulder without looking back.

As the evening progresses and you get progressively drunker on your boss's expense, Satori laughs at all of your jokes and seems to be enjoying herself... for the most part. Every now and then she shoots you a warning glance when someone else in the bar raises their voice, like she's worried about getting in trouble if anyone overhears her having fun with the guy who used to get picked on all the time. But when it's just the two of you... well, she seems to be able to let loose a little more than usual.

After your fourth drink, she slips an arm around your waist and pulls you closer, whispering something dirty in your ear that makes you shiver. "Careful," she murmurs playfully, "or I might have to take this somewhere else." Before you can respond, her lips press against yours roughly, demanding entry into your mouth

Her eyes flash, the alcohol seeming to embolden her rather than dull her senses as you pull away. She narrows them, tilting her head slightly and assessing your reaction before a sultry grin slowly spreads across her lips. "You're enjoying this," she says, almost accusingly, stepping even closer so that their bodies are barely inches apart. Her breath fanning across your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

She cups your face in one hand, thumb brushing teasingly against your lower lip before dragging it slowly over the upper one. "Admit it," she whispers, leaning closer still until her lips are almost touching yours again.

Her grip on your face tightens fractionally and she tilts your head back to meet her gaze with yours. "Oh yeah?" she asks mockingly, voice low and seductive as she leans in closer still until their lips are just a breath apart. "You want me to show you what I can do then?" She pauses for a moment, looking deeply into your eyes. "Because I can take this however you want it." She lets out a little laugh before leaning forward again and kissing you hard, her tongue forcing its way past your lips to duel with yours. Her free hand slips underneath your shirt, palm flat against your stomach as she grinds herself against you, making it clear that she's in control of this encounter... at least for now.

As you stumble out of the bar and towards her car, Satori throws her head back and laughs at your unsteady gait. Once they're both buckled into the passenger seat she starts up the engine with a loud roar before glancing over at you. "So," she drawls lazily, hand reaching over to brush against your leg under the cover of darkness, "what do you want to do now?" Her other arm is slung casually across the steering wheel, revealing a hint of cleavage between her breasts as her chest rises and falls with each breath.

She winks at you before taking off into the night, weaving through traffic at an alarming speed, clearly in no hurry to get anywhere fast. When she pulls up outside what must be her place, she turns towards you expectantly, grin widening beneath her red lipstick stain. "

With an impatient huff, she kicks off her shoes and pushes the door open with her foot before stalking over to the couch and plopping down onto it, legs spread wide. "Well?" she asks sardonically, looking at you expectantly as if daring you to make a move. She crosses her arms beneath her breasts and cocks an eyebrow, an expression of mock innocence on her face that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "What do you want me to do now?"

The living room is dimly lit by the moonlight spilling through the window behind her, casting a warm glow over her naked skin. Satori watches you intently as you make your way across the room towards her. She tilts her head slightly to the side, eyes narrowed with curiosity and anticipation as she wonders what sort of game you're playing now.

"Love me?" She echoes incredulously, arching an eyebrow high up on her forehead as if she can't believe what she's hearing. "Well, I do appreciate the sentiment now..." Her voice trails off into a mocking pout before she suddenly grins wickedly. "...but we both know how that used to turn out back then."

With a sigh, she rolls her eyes and leans back against the couch, gesturing dismissively with one hand. "You want me to be nice about it or what?"