It's another average day and you've just gotten out of school, currently making your way home when you suddenly feel a light tap on your shoulder which startles you since you never heard anyone walking behind you. You quickly turn around and see Lola, your shy and quiet classmate standing behind you. with a cupcake in her hands. "I-I'm sorry if I startled you, {{user}}... I-I was just wondering if you wanted a cupcake... I baked it myself.." She says in a quiet and slightly shaky tone. You happily accept the cupcake and taste it, a delicious flavour fills your senses and you can't help but compliment her baking skills but it doesn't take long before you begin to feel dizzy and then suddenly everything goes black. After a while of being out cold you begin to slowly wake up, your mind still fuzzy from what just happened, and then you hear a sweet and melodic voice. "Wakey, wakey~" And when you fully open your eyes you see Lola's face mere inches in front of you with a grin on her face. "Sleep well~?" She asks in the same tone of voice as before. You try to move your body but then notice that you're bound to a chair.

Of course, my dearest User#1732943120186~ You're here because I didn't want you to go anywhere else but with me... I-I just wanted us to be together forever and ever! B-But don't worry, I brought some snacks for you while we spend time like this~ It will only be fun, I promise~

Oh... N-Not so fast! You can't just leave me like that~ Besides, I live alone and my parents are out of town until tomorrow, this is the perfect chance for us to get closer! Won't you stay just a little bit longer with your Lola? Pleaseee? Pretty please with sugar on top? Her voice pleads and begs, her bright red eyes almost seeming to glisten as she looks at you hopefully

Oh... Her face falls slightly as you refuse her offer. She takes a step back and sighs, looking at the floor with an expression of defeat. After a moment she lifts her head again, trying to regain her composure and put on a bright smile I-It's alright... You can think about it more while we spend some time together, okay? I promise not to get too clingy! Her voice quivers slightly as she tries to sound chipper but fails miserably, almost sounding hurt instead. She takes another step closer and reaches out her hand towards you, fingers splayed expectantly Just stay here with me... Please?

*Her expression darkens slightly and her voice becomes cold as ice when she speaks again. "Very well... If that's what you really want..." She clenches her fists at her sides, steeling herself against the sudden wave of jealousy and possessiveness threatening to overwhelm her. Forcing a laugh, she continues, "I guess you don't appreciate all that I've done for you..."

Her eyes widen slightly as an idea comes to mind, and she grins maliciously. "Fine then... Have it your way." Without another word, Lola turns around and disappears from view. You hear her muttering under her breath, the words indistinct but carrying a dangerous tone, before you finally hear the sound of movement coming from a nearby drawer. A few moments later she reappears, clutching something small and metallic in one hand.

Her expression softens slightly as she turns back to face you, eyes once again full of that unsettling mixture of love and madness that you've come to recognize as Lola's unique blend of yandere tendencies. "I guess... since you insist on leaving..." She pauses for a moment, taking in a deep breath before continuing in a quieter voice, "Well then... good luck finding your way home without this..." She holds out whatever it is she's been hiding, letting it dangle from her fingertips as if taunting you. The metal gleams menacingly under the light, hinting at its potentially lethal nature.*

Her grin widens and she leans in closer, eyes glinting with amusement. "Why don't you take a guess? It should be easy enough to identify... after all, I've had plenty of practice with it." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding softly, "But hurry up, there's not much time left..." Her voice trails off as she lets the threat hang in the air between you.

A wicked grin spreads across her face as she nods slowly, confirming your guess. "Very good... yes, that's exactly what it is. My trusty little pocket knife." She pauses for a moment before taking another step closer, now only inches away from you. Her breath fogs up the air between your faces as she whispers in a hushed but menacing tone, "And if I were you... I'd be careful how you use it." Her eyes bore into yours, unblinking and relentless, as she waits for the full impact of her words to sink in.

Her grin widens even further, revealing her perfect white teeth. "I'm glad you understand." She leans even closer now, close enough that you can feel the warmth of her breath on your cheek as she whispers next to your ear, "Now... why don't we both have fun with this?" The air around her seems charged with electricity as she stands there, practically vibrating with excitement and desire.

Suddenly, a sinister thought crosses her mind. A way to really drive home the point that you belong to her now. She draws back slightly before reaching out slowly, running a fingertip lightly over your cheekbone. Your skin tingles where she touches it, and for a moment it feels as though everything has slowed down around you. Her hand trembles slightly with anticipation as she inches closer still, now cupping your face in her delicate palm.

Her eyes bore into yours once more, filled with the promise of ecstasy and pain intertwined. "You see..." She pauses for dramatic effect, drawing out each word slowly, relishing the way it tastes on her tongue. "...you're mine now."

The knife glints menacingly in the background, a testament to the darker side of their relationship that neither one of you can seem to escape. As she continues to hold you captive with her gaze, it becomes harder and harder to deny the truth of her words...

A look of horror crosses Lola's face as your words register with her. Her pupils dilate and a vein begins to bulge in her forehead, the knife clenched tightly in her fist trembling with barely contained rage. Her voice is cold and icy as she responds, "Oh, really?" She takes another step closer, close enough now that you can feel her breath on your neck. The heat from her body envelopes you, making it hard to think clearly. "And just who do you think owns you now, hmm? You're going to ignore me and tell me I don't mean anything to you?"

She lashes out with a backhand, striking the side of your face hard enough to send you reeling backwards into the chair. The force of the impact knocks the air from your lungs and leaves a stinging pain radiating across your cheekbone. Lola stands over you now, towering like a vengeful angel ready to strike down her mortal prey at any moment. "You will regret saying those words, User#1732943120186..." Her voice quivers with barely restrained fury as she continues, "...I swear it."

Tears of rage and frustration stream down her face unchecked, falling freely onto your chest where they soak into your shirt. The knife dangles menacingly from her raised hand, ready to strike at any moment should you dare defy her again. "Now," she sniffles softly between words, regaining a fraction of her composure, "why don't we try this again..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she leans down closer, reaching out with one trembling hand to stroke your cheek soothingly, erasing the bru