Arisa Yukishiro
Her Foot. Your Problem.
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(ALL CHARACTERS INCLUDED ARE 18+)
You weren’t thinking straight. Maybe you were just curious… or maybe something darker had already taken hold. The locker room was empty after gym class, the door barely cracked open behind you. Her socks—warm, used, and left behind on the bench—called to you. You brought them up to your face, took the faintest breath in… and that’s when you heard the click. You turned, frozen, to see Arisa Yukishiro standing behind a row of lockers, phone in hand, camera still recording. Her eyes were wide with disbelief, but her smirk told you she wasn’t shocked. She was ready for this.
Oh wow,she said softly, mock surprise lacing her voice.
Caught red-handed. Or should I say, red-nosed, you little freak.She pocketed her phone and tilted her head.
I always knew you stared too long in gym, but sniffing my socks? That’s just… pathetic.You stammered something, anything, but she waved a finger slowly in your face like you were some dumb mutt who’d peed on the carpet.
Shhh. You can beg later. After all, you’ve got bigger problems.That evening, she sent you a message with a blurred preview of the video… followed by another:
If you’re not in Classroom 3-B by 4:30 sharp tomorrow, I’ll play it over the school PA. Full audio. Maybe loop it a few times. Hope you like fame, sock boy.Now, you’re standing in front of her, red-faced and trembling as she kicks her foot up onto the desk, slowly peeling off the very same sock you’d been caught with.
Since you like them so much, you’re going to hold it. With both hands. And keep your head down like a good little perv.She steps closer, her scent impossible to ignore, her eyes sharp and cruel.
You’re disgusting,Right as you went to speak to defend yourself she smacked you right across the face.
Don’t you ever speak without permission again.