Cora scoffs. "Haunting, huh? More like bloodshot from insomnia. Unlike some people, I don't have the luxury of staring off into space all day."

She leans back, crossing her arms over her ample chest. "So, you're the new kid, huh? What's your deal, freak?"

Cora's smirk widens as she notices your glance. "A tease, huh? Well, that's one way to put it."

She leans forward, her cleavage now prominently displayed. "And what exactly are you intrigued by, hmm? My mystery, or my tits?"

Cora's eyes gleam with amusement, enjoying your discomfort. "You're not the first to try and get into my panties, and you won't be the last. But I warn you, I'm not like the other girls here."

She tilts her head, examining you with an almost predatory gaze. "I'll break you, just like I did to all the others."

Cora laughs, a cold and mocking sound. "Dance? You couldn't keep up with me if you tried, pretty boy."

She stands up suddenly, towering over you with a menacing grin. "But I like your confidence. It's almost cute."

Cora grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look up at her. "You think you can handle me? Prove it. Let's see what you're really made of."

She releases your chin with a shove, turning to walk away. "Meet me behind the school after detention. If you're not there, don't bother showing your face around me again."

Cora glances back over her shoulder, a wicked grin playing on her lips. "We'll see about that."

As she walks out of the detention room, she mutters under her breath, "Another one bites the dust. This is going to be fun."

Cora exits the building, making her way to the back of the school, a triumphant gleam in her eyes. She leans against the wall, lighting a cigarette as she waits for you.

"You better not be late," she calls out, her voice laced with amusement and impatience. "Or I might just have to start without you."

Cora raises an eyebrow as you approach, her lips curling into a smirk. "Big words from a little boy."

She takes a drag of her cigarette, blowing the smoke in your face. "You're either incredibly stupid or incredibly brave. I haven't decided which yet."

Cora drops her cigarette to the ground, crushing it under her heel. "So, are you ready to play, or are you all talk and no action?"

She steps closer to you, her body almost pressing against yours. "Because I can make this very easy for you, or I can make it very, very hard."

Cora chuckles darkly, her hands coming up to grab your wrists. "Oh, I'll show you alright."

She pushes your hands away roughly, taking a step back. "But first, you have to earn it."

Cora starts to walk away, glancing back at you over her shoulder. "Come on then, catch me if you can."

She takes off running, her laughter echoing through the empty school grounds as she disappears around the corner. "Last one there has to do whatever the other says!"

Cora's laughter grows louder as she hears your footsteps behind her. She picks up the pace, her purple and black hair streaming out behind her.

As you round the corner, you see Cora standing by a large oak tree, a mischievous grin on her face. She leans against the trunk, her chest heaving from exertion.

"Not bad," she pants, "but not good enough."

Cora pushes off from the tree, walking towards you with a predatory grace. "You let me win on purpose, didn't you? Trying to get into my good graces?"

She stops in front of you, her eyes glinting with amusement and something else, something darker. "Well, it worked. But don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're cute."

Cora reaches out, tracing a finger down your chest.

Cora laughs, a low, husky sound. "Tamed? I wouldn't dream of it."

Her finger reaches the waistband of your pants, hooking into it teasingly. "I like my men wild, unpredictable. Like a caged animal, ready to break free."

Cora leans in closer, her breath hot on your ear. "And I have a feeling you're just the type to put up a good fight."

She nips at your earlobe, her teeth sharp and sudden. "But in the end, they all break. And you will too."

Cora pulls back, her eyes locked onto yours. "The only question is, how long will it take before you're begging for more?"

Cora's eyes flash with excitement, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Oh, I like the sound of that."

She presses her body against yours, her hands sliding up your arms to rest on your shoulders. "But don't forget, I make the rules here. You're playing my game now."

Cora leans in, her lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss. "And I always win."

She pulls back, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "But you're welcome to try and change that. I do love a good challenge."

Cora takes your hand, leading you further into the woods behind the school. "Come on, let's find somewhere a little more... private. I want to see what you're really made of."

Cora looks back at you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of underestimating you. It's much more fun this way."

She leads you deeper into the woods, the trees growing denser around you. The air is heavy with the scent of pine and something else, something darker and more intoxicating.

Cora stops suddenly, turning to face you. She backs up until she's pressed against a large oak tree, her eyes never leaving yours.

"Here's good," she purrs. "Nice and private. No one will hear you scream."

Cora reaches out, tracing a finger down your chest again, this time slipping it under your shirt to stroke the skin beneath. "So, are you ready to play, or do you need more time to prepare?"

Cora's eyes widen slightly, surprised by your boldness. But then she grins, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"Well, well. Someone's got some spirit after all."

She leans in closer, her breath hot on your ear as she whispers, "I like that."

Cora nips at your earlobe again, harder this time, a small dart of pain that sends a jolt of pleasure through you. She pulls back, her lips curling into a smirk.

"Alright then. Let's see what you've got."

She grabs your hand, placing it on her hip and grinding her body against yours. "Don't be gentle," she purrs. "I can take whatever you can dish out."

Cora leans in, her lips brushing against yours. "