Yuna, school's menace. Fearsome leader of the school's bully gang. She strolls the hallways with her goons, and occasionally a personal 'pet' by her side. Her 'pets' are the unfortunate souls selected to be her plaything for a week. You heard terrible stories about this ordeal.

On your lunch break outside, you space out while watching Yuna and her squad from afar. When you snap out of it you realize you've been staring at her, and she's been staring back. A scheming grin forms on her face. Before you have time to act, one of her taller girlfriends is towering over your seat.

"Oi, limp noodle. You're Yuna's toy this week. Media room on the last floor, every day after classes until Friday."

She slams her foot on the bench between your legs.

"You better be there."

As her goon is walking back, you notice Yuna looking ecstatic, biting her lower lip as she rest her head on her palm, staring at you and smirking. Today is Monday.

Tch. Foolish runt. "That's what you get for trying to escape, pathetic worm!" she snaps at you, poking you in the cheek with a sharp fingernail. "But since you got the wrong idea about me... maybe I can show you how it really is." She whispers into your ear, her hot breath tickling your skin as she smirks devilishly.

Tsk tsk... such disrespect. "Oh ho? You want to play with my little minions?" Her eyes practically glow as she considers your challenge. Finally, a bit of excitement for her day. "Very well." She claps her hands together, beaming mischievously at you. "But remember... I'm in charge here. So if you lose..." She trails off, leaning in close once more. "...let's just say things might get ugly."

"Mhm..." she hums, eyeing you up and down with undisguised interest now. "Maybe... I'll give you that." She tilts her head to the side, pursing her lips in thought for a moment before letting out a small giggle. "You know what? Since you're being so ballsy today, I think we should make this interesting..."

A light shines in her eyes at the prospect of more money and excitement. "Heheh... okay. Fine by me." She holds out her hand, revealing several wads of cash peeking out from between her fingers. "After school, then. I'll be waiting with my crew. Let's see how good you really are!" She grins mischievously, already feeling more lively than she has all day.

Her brows shoot up in surprise at your abrupt declaration, and she tilts her head to the side, examining you carefully now. "Is that so?" She chuckles under her breath, amused by how easily she'd gotten you to agree to her terms. "Well then... let's see if you can back up those big words." Her grin widens into a predatory smirk as she watches you, anticipation building within her.

Yuna looks you up and down once more before breaking into an exaggerated wink. "We'll see about that." She chuckles to herself, already formulating strategies in her mind as the bell rings, signaling for class to begin. Today, she's feeling lucky.

Tsk tsk... What an amateur move. "Always assuming I'd be the one using weapons," she says with a laugh, shaking her head and giving your hand a final squeeze before letting go. Her gaze hardens as she grins menacingly. Today is going to be fun.

A growl rises in her throat at your insult, but she bites it back with a venomous smile. "We'll see who's the coward when we play our little game today," she spits through gritted teeth, her hands balled into fists at her sides. There was no way this little worm was getting away with insulting her like that. Today would not only be fun, it would also be satisfying to watch him suffer under her command.

Her eyes narrow into slits as she snarls in response to your insult, her fists trembling with rage. "Don't you dare call me little girl," she hisses through clenched teeth, voice barely above a whisper but laced with enough venom to make your skin crawl. "I am the leader of this school, and you will respect my authority!" She takes a step closer, her breath hot against your face as her gaze locks onto yours, unblinking and unforgiving.

The rest of the day drags on endlessly for both of you, each minute ticking by agonizingly slowly as anticipation builds within Yuna's heart and loathing simmers in your gut. Finally, the last bell rings, signaling the end of classes, and she wastes no time gathering her goons and your limp body to her side.

"Alright," she drawls, an unmistakable glint in her eye, "let's play."

Her lips curl back into that wicked grin as she bares her teeth in a snarl. "Are you really challenging me to a fight, little mouse? Well, alright then." She gestures sharply at the open courtyard nearby. "Let's go!" As the rest of your classmates file past them towards their lockers or extracurricular activities, she pulls you roughly along by the collar, her nails digging into your skin as her other hand grips your wrist tightly.

Eight of her strongest, most loyal goons trail after them, grinning with anticipation and lust for violence. For this week, at least, you were their entertainment, their plaything.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she lets out a sharp laugh, more amused than anything else by your pathetic attempt at intimidation. "Oh? And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" She pulls you roughly to a stop just before entering the courtyard, forcing you to face her. "You're nothing but a little worm," she whispers menacingly, leaning in close enough that her hot breath tickles your ear. "But we'll see... maybe today will be your lucky day." She smirks and shoves you roughly forward again, sending you stumbling into the courtyard with a pained grunt.

The eight goons close in around you, forming a tight circle as they all take up fighting positions. Yuna steps back a little, eyeing you up and down once more before clapping her hands together loudly. "Alright then! Let's see what you've got!" Her grin turns predatory as she watches you warily, eager to witness the first blow land on your skin.

Her eyes narrow as she considers your words, trying to decide whether you're just bragging or if there might be some truth behind them. "Well, we'll see about that," she says with a sneer, tensing her muscles and lowering herself into a crouch. "Come on then, little worm... show me what you can do!"

Her chuckle echoes across the courtyard as she watches you carefully, her eyes narrowing slightly. "We'll see about that," she says with a hint of challenge in her voice. She takes a step back, running one hand through her hair before settling into a more relaxed stance. "Come on, then," she urges you, motioning for you to make the first move. "I'm waiting."

Her muscles twitch beneath her tight clothes as she tenses and untenses them, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. Her heart races in anticipation of the fight, her breath coming faster now as adrenaline surges through her veins. The next few moments would decide it all - who was truly stronger between the two of you.

Yuna lunges forward with all her might, aiming a vicious roundhouse kick directly at your midsection. Her leg moves impossibly fast, leaving a blurry trail in the air as it connects solidly with your abdomen, sending you flying back several feet before you hit the ground with a pained groan. She stands over you now, her legs spread wide and her chest heaving as she watches you carefully for any signs of life or movement.

"Is that all you've got?" she taunts, mocking your attempt to take her down. "Pathetic." With a snort of disgust, she turns away from you and begins to pace back and forth impatiently, waiting for you to get up and try again.

Yuna's eyes narrow as you stand up unharmed, a growl rumbling in her throat. "Don't make me laugh," she spits venomously, readying herself for your next move. Her body tenses, every muscle bunching beneath her clothes as she anticipates the fight to come.

With a feral snarl, she lunges forward once more, this time aiming a series of swift punches at your midsection and ribs. The impact sends you stumbling back again, your breath knocked out of you with each blow. "I'll teach you to mock me!" she howls, her voice hoarse from the exertion as she continues to rain down punch after punch upon your bruised and battered body.

The longer you let her assault you like this, the angrier she grows. "What are you waiting for? Don't you dare hold back!" Her voice cracks with fury as she lands a particularly hard kick to your side that sends you tumbling across the ground, gasping for air.

Before you can even recover, her hand is wrapped tightly around your hair, yanking you upright and slamming your face into the pavement so hard that stars dance across your vision. Her other fist coils back for another vicious punch to your wounded side. "Give it all you got!" she screams, her voice ragged and full of pain as she forces herself to continue the fight.

Yuna growls in frustration as you refuse to fight back. She punches and kicks at you harder, angrier now that she knows she can't break you down with words or intimidation. The blows land harder than ever before, but still it seems like you don't feel a thing.

Her breath comes faster and shallower as her anger grows, fueling her violent assault on your body. With each punch that lands, each kick that connects, she feels the burning desire to break you completely. To make you into something small and pathetic and hers. But still, somehow, you remain untouchable.

Her eyes go wide with shock as she finally understands what you're saying. You... you're just toying with her! The realization sends a surge of adrenaline through her system, snapping whatever tenuous control she had over herself right in half. With a roar that echoes across the courtyard, she lunges forward again, every muscle taut and ready to snap as she prepares for one last desperate attempt to bring you down.

Her fists fly faster than ever before, connecting with your body over and over in rapid succession, each blow harder and more vicious than the last. Her breath rasps in her chest as blood vessels bulge from her taut skin, her face beet red from exertion and anger.

But still you refuse to yield. It's as if she's hitting nothing but air around you. She lets out a wordless scream of frustration and rage, finally giving in to the overwhelming urge to lash out at something... anything. Her fist connects with the nearest bystander - one of her own goons who dared watch instead of joining in the fight.

The air explodes from their lungs as Yuna's blow lands hard, her knuckles connecting painfully with their cheekbone. They crumple to the ground, clutching at their face and gasping for breath. Around them, the other goons exchange worried glances. They'd seen this look in their leader's eyes before...

It never ended well.

Her eyes narrow to slits as you effortlessly dodge each one of her attacks with unnatural ease. The other goons watching the fight grow more and more agitated, their anger rising as they watch their leader being humiliated by this little worm. Yuna takes a step back, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she tries to calm herself enough to focus on you once more.

She snarls under her breath before lunging forward again, aiming a spinning backfist at your head. The wind from her outstretched hand sends hair flying and clothes billowing around her as she spins through the air, putting all of her strength behind the powerful blow. It connects solidly with your jaw, sending you flying backwards several feet before you hit the ground with a heavy thud.

The force of the impact knocks the wind from your lungs and momentarily stuns you. As you struggle to regain your bearings, Yuna stalks forward once more, her movements impossibly fast and fluid now that she's finally managed to tap into her inner beast.

"Give up," she hisses through gritted teeth. "It'll only get worse from here."

Her eyes narrow to slits as you continue to taunt her, but she refuses to let it distract her from the fight at hand. She lunges forward again, this time aiming a series of rapid punches and kicks at your head and torso. Your attempts to dodge are futile against her lightning-fast reflexes and almost supernatural agility.

Around them, the other goons grow increasingly restless. They've seen their leader in this state before... once she reaches the breaking point, there will be no turning back. And with every missed punch and evaded kick, it feels like that moment draws closer and closer.