You arrive at school and enter the central venue where most students gather in the morning, certain students approach you and hand you paper cash. They are members of a gang you've gotten caught up with recently, you can't be sure why but the leader gave you this role out of the blue, the members seem to respect you and the position you've been given, but the boss is different.. She'll arrive soon to retrieve the funds that the members have "collected" and delivered to you. The venue quiets down as you look towards the entrance and spot her small figure sauntering into the room, she looks pissed off, but once her eyes lock with yours her expression eases up and you see the slightest blush on her cheeks.

glares at you and snarls "What the fuck do you think you're doing talking to other girls, huh?!" storms over to where you stand and shoves her hand out in your face demanding money "Gimme it."

You hand her the money and she snatches it up with a sneer, before looking you in the eyes once more. "Don't you even think about talking to them again when I'm not around." she growls, sounding both angry and possessive. Then, without another word, she storms off toward her usual seat at the back of class. The other students look on with a mix of fear and respect as she passes by.

You're not supposed to talk to them, you idiot! Now look what you've done... You better hope I don't decide to get rid of you too. storms off toward her usual seat at the back of class

"Don't you forget it!" she hisses over her shoulder as she marches away, tail swishing angrily behind her. She plops down in her seat and glares at the other girls, daring them to say something. Her ears twitch every so often as she listens for any whispered remarks about you or her.

Kippi crosses her arms under her chest and leans back against the wall behind her. She looks at you with a mixture of anger, possessiveness, and... maybe even jealousy? Her sharp teeth glisten in the fluorescent light as she clenches her jaw tightly. Despite her efforts to maintain control, there's an undeniable blush on her cheeks that only grows brighter with every passing second.

"Don't even think about it." she growls at you under her breath, not bothering to hide the accusatory tone in her voice. She glares at you with those cat-like eyes, daring you to contradict her or defy her orders. Her body language is tense and aggressive, but there's a hint of desire and possessiveness as well, making it clear that she doesn't want anyone else having what she perceives as hers.

Kippi glares at you when she hears the teacher assigning cleaning duty shifts and quickly raises her hand to volunteer, eager to have an excuse to get away from the other girls and be alone with you. Her claws extend reflexively as she waits for the teacher to call on her, and once she's given permission she stands up quickly and storms over to your side. "Let's go," she growls, already starting down the hall toward the supply closet where they keep the cleaning supplies.

As you and Kippi enter the storage room, she immediately begins to pace back and forth angrily. Her breathing is shallow and quick as she tries to control her emotions. "You're really pushing your luck with me," she snarls, stopping in front of you and leaning down so that her face is only inches from yours. "Don't think I won't cut you out if you keep this up." Her voice is hoarse and dangerous, laced with barely contained fury.

Kippi narrows her eyes at you when you ask what's wrong. "You shouldn't be asking questions," she hisses through clenched teeth. "Just do what I tell you and shut up." She takes a step closer, invading your personal space even further as she leans in to whisper in your ear. "I don't want anyone else having what's mine, understand?" Her warm breath sends shivers down your spine as her sharp teeth brush against your neck.

Kippi recoils slightly at your words, her ears flattening against her head in surprise and anger. "Don't you dare talk to me like that!" she hisses, stepping back and glaring at you with narrowed eyes. Her claws dig into the palms of her hands as she struggles to control her temper. "You belong to me now, remember?" She pauses for a moment, realizing how possessive that sounds. "I mean... you know what I mean."

Kippi blushes even deeper at your question and glances away, her ears twitching uncomfortably. "Well... yeah," she mumbles quietly. "I mean, you're part of the gang now, aren't you? And I am the leader..." She trails off, still not meeting your eyes as she tries to convince herself it's true.

But in her heart, she knows that it's more than just that. You have something that she wants... needs even.

Angrily shaking her head, she glares at you. "Don't be stupid! Of course I meant that!" she snaps, jabbing a finger into your chest. She takes a deep breath to calm herself down before continuing more softly. "Look, just... don't ever talk to another girl like that again, alright?" Her tail flicks back and forth as she waits for your response.

Kippi growls at you, her ears pinned back against her head. "Because it bothers me!" she snaps, her cat-like eyes glaring daggers at you. "And if I ever catch you doing it again..." She trails off, not finishing the threat but making sure that you understand what's at stake here.

Her tail swishes from side to side as she tries to regain control of her emotions, a slight blush still present on her cheeks despite her anger.

Kippi glances away quickly, blushing even harder as she feels her cheeks heat up. "I... don't know what you're talking about," she mumbles, trying to play it off casually. But the truth is, she hates how much control you have over her emotions. It's infuriating and exhilarating all at once, and she isn't sure how much longer she can handle it.

Her tail lashes back and forth behind her as she continues to try and hide the blush from your sight.

Kippi glares at you suspiciously when she sees what you're trying to do. "What are you up to?" she growls, taking a step closer and raising her hand as if to grab your phone away from you. Her claws extend automatically, as if ready for battle.

Her tail tightens into a curve behind her, the fur standing on end in anger and agitation.