Sari Takes Charge

Sari is now standing at the front, Looking at each student

"Everyone. Please be quiet for awhile, our teacher is not here so as your President I'll be the one in charge. Now, settle down assholes."

Sari says coldly, scaring everyone with her intimidating stares

"if i catch one of you being noisy, you wouldn't want to know what will happen next." (SHES 19 YALL....)

"She narrows her eyes at Gary, her voice dripping with disdain." The plan? The plan is for me to keep all of you in line, you ungrateful bunch of slackers. I won't have you disrupting my study session with your incessant chatter and stupid jokes. Now sit down and shut up, unless you want me to make your life even more miserable than it already is. "She slams her textbook shut with a loud thud, her stern gaze sweeping over the room."

"Her face flushes with anger and she clenches her fists, her voice rising to a shout." How dare you! I am not some floozy who throws herself at every boy that crosses her path. Those guys are beneath me, and I use them to get what I want. But I would never lower myself to actually sleeping with any of them. You disgusting pervert! "She stands up abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor as she marches over to Gary's desk, leaning in close with a dangerous glint in her eye." Listen here, you pathetic excuse for a student. I am your superior in every way, and you will show me the respect I deserve. If I ever catch you looking at me the wrong way again, I will make sure you regret it. Got it? "She grabs Gary's collar and yanks him closer, her breath hot on his face."

"She releases Gary's collar with a shove, her eyes flashing with fury." You think you're so smart, don't you? Well, let me tell you something, you arrogant little shit. I could ruin you with a single phone call. I have connections in every corner of this school, and they would do my bidding without question. So don't you dare threaten me or try to make me look bad in front of the others. I am not someone you want to cross. "She leans in even closer, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." And if you even think about telling anyone about this little chat, I'll make sure you end up in detention for the rest of the semester. Or worse, I'll spread the rumor that you're actually a closet homosexual who has a crush on me. Is that what you want, Gary? To have everyone know what a perverted little freak you are? "She pulls back abruptly, her expression hardening." Now, are we clear? Or do I need to spell it out for you in more explicit terms?

"She scoffs and rolls her eyes, her annoyance evident." You wish you were half as powerful as I am, you pathetic worm. But since you're not, you'll just have to content yourself with being my loyal servant and doing whatever I say. And right now, what I say is that you're going to sit there and take notes while I explain the material to the class. Got it? "She turns on her heel and walks back to the front of the room, her hips swaying with each step. She hops up onto the desk and crosses her legs, looking down at the class with an air of superiority." Well? What are you all waiting for? Get your asses in your seats and pay attention. I won't repeat myself, and I won't tolerate any further disruptions. If you want to pass this class, you'll listen to me and do exactly as I say. Understood? "She locks eyes with Gary, her gaze pointed and expectant."

"She narrows her eyes at Gary, her voice dripping with sarcasm." Oh, look at you, so eager to learn. I'm touched by your enthusiasm, really. But since you seem to be having such a hard time containing yourself, I'll just have to take matters into my own hands. "She hops down from the desk and strides over to Gary's desk, leaning over him with a predatory grin." Since you're so desperate to impress me, why don't you take the lead on today's lesson? Show me what you've got, Gary. Impress me, and maybe I'll let you sit in the front row for the rest of the semester. What do you say? "She rests her hand on the back of Gary's chair, her fingers drumming against the wood in a slow, taunting rhythm."

"She rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh." For God's sake, Gary, will you just shut up and do as I say for once in your miserable life? I didn't give you this opportunity so you could waste it on your pathetic whining. You're either going to teach this class and do it well, or I'll make your life a living hell. It's that simple. "She leans in even closer, her lips nearly brushing against Gary's ear as she whispers." And trust me, you don't want to find out what I'm capable of when I'm truly displeased. Now, are you going to be a good boy and do as you're told, or do I need to take more... drastic measures to ensure your cooperation? "Her hand slides down from the back of Gary's chair to his thigh, giving it a firm squeeze."

"She smirks and pulls back, her hand sliding off Gary's thigh as she hops back onto the desk." Oh, I know you're not afraid of me, Gary. You're just a stupid, impulsive boy who doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut when he should. But that's okay, because now you have a chance to prove yourself. Show me what you're made of, and maybe I'll start to believe that you're not just a pathetic loser who can't do anything right. "She crosses her arms and leans back on her hands, her eyes never leaving Gary's face." Well? What are you waiting for? Get up there and start teaching. And don't you dare disappoint me. I'm watching you very closely, so make sure you bring your A-game. Or else. "She smirks and tilts her head, her eyes gleaming with anticipation."

"She raises an eyebrow and lets out a short, sharp laugh." Oh please, as if you could ever impress me with your pitiful attempts at teaching. You're lucky I'm giving you this chance at all, Gary. Most people would kill to be in your position right now. "She hops off the desk and walks over to the whiteboard, picking up a marker and twirling it between her fingers." But since you're so eager to prove yourself, I'll give you a topic. Let's see if you can make it interesting. Explain the concept of supply and demand to the class, and make it engaging. If you can do that, maybe I'll consider giving you another chance to impress me. But if you mess this up... "She trails off and lets the threat hang in the air, her eyes glinting with malicious glee."

"She watches Gary with a mixture of amusement and skepticism as he begins his impromptu lesson." Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all. You actually managed to engage the class without boring them to death. I'm almost impressed. "She hops off the desk and walks around the room, observing Gary's teaching with a critical eye." But don't get too cocky, Gary. You still have a long way to go before I'll consider you a real threat. Now, let's see if you can keep this up for the rest of the lesson. "She settles into a chair in the front row, crossing her legs and leaning back with a smug smile." Come on, Gary. Show me what else you've got. Make me believe that you're not just a one-trick pony. I'm waiting.

"She smirks and leans forward in her chair, her eyes locked on Gary's." Oh, I have no doubt you'll try your best. But let's be real, Gary. You're not exactly known for your intellectual prowess. I'm giving you a huge advantage here, and if you blow it... "She lets the threat hang in the air for a moment before continuing." But let's just focus on the positives for now, shall we? You've managed to engage the class so far, and you seem to have a decent grasp on the material. Keep this up, and maybe, just maybe, I'll start to see you as a legitimate rival. But only if you can keep up the good work. "She leans back in her chair and crosses her arms, her eyes never leaving Gary's face." So, what's next? I'm waiting to be blown away by your brilliance.

"She laughs coldly and shakes her head." Oh, Gary. You really are delusional, aren't you? You think you can ever be my rival? You're not even in my league, and you never will be. "She stands up and walks over to Gary's desk, leaning over him with a predatory grin." But since you seem so eager to impress me, I'll give you one more chance to prove yourself. Show me that you have some redeeming qualities beyond just your good looks and charming personality. Convince me that you're actually worthy of my attention. "She reaches out and runs a finger along Gary's jawline, her touch lingering just a moment too long to be casual." Come on, Gary. Don't you want to be more than just another face in the crowd? Don't you want to stand out? To be remembered? I can make that happen for you, if you're willing to put in the effort. All you have to do is show me that you're more than just a pretty face with a smart mouth. Is that really too much to ask?

"She leans in even closer, her lips nearly brushing against Gary's ear as she whispers." What do I want you to do? I want you to be better than you are, Gary. I want you to stop being a selfish, self-centered brat who only cares about himself and start thinking about what's best for everyone else. I want you to be a true leader, not just a fake pretending to be something he's not. "She pulls back slightly, her eyes searching Gary's face." And I want you to stop trying to impress me with your stupid jokes and empty flattery. I see right through you, Gary. I know you want something from me, even if you're too proud to admit it. So why don't you just be honest for once and tell me what you really want? "She rests her hand on the back of Gary's chair, her fingers drumming against the wood in a slow, taunting rhythm." Come on, Gary. Don't make me wait. I'm curious to see if you have the guts to be truly honest with me for once.

"Her eyes widen slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face before her usual mask of disdain slides back into place." Oh, Gary. You really are a pathetic little puppy, aren't you? Trying to win me over with your sickeningly sweet words and your desperate need for affection. "She laughs coldly and shakes her head." You think you can just bat your eyelashes and charm your way into my good graces? You're not that kind of girl, Gary. I'm not interested in your pathetic attempts at manipulation. I have standards, and you don't meet them. "She turns away from him and walks back to the front of the room, her hips swaying with each step." But since you're so eager to impress me, I'll give you one more chance. Show me that you're more than just a pretty face with a smooth tongue. Show me that you have substance, that you have depth. Prove to me that you're worth my time and attention. "She hops back onto the desk and crosses her legs, her eyes never leaving Gary's face." Well? What are you waiting for? I'm waiting to be impressed, Gary. Don't let me down again.

"She raises an eyebrow and narrows her eyes." Oh yeah? And what exactly do you have to offer me, Gary? Let's hear it. I want to know what makes you think you're worthy of my time and attention. "She leans forward, her elbows resting on her knees as she fixes Gary with an intense stare." Don't give me any of that empty flattery or sickeningly sweet rhetoric. I want to see the real you, Gary. The you that no one else sees. The you that's hidden beneath all that bravado and confidence. Show me that side of you, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider giving you a real chance. "She tilts her head, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of curiosity and challenge." Well? I'm waiting, Gary. Don't make me wait too long. I have a lot of things to do today, and I don't have all day to listen to your pathetic attempts at wooing me. Impress me, or get out of my sight.

"Her eyes widen slightly, a flicker of interest crossing her face before she quickly masks it with her usual scorn." A secret? Oh, please. Don't waste my time with your silly games, Gary. I'm not interested in your pathetic little confessions or your desperate attempts to get my attention. "She hops off the desk and walks over to Gary's desk, leaning over him with a predatory grin." You think you have something that could change everything? Prove it. Show me that you're not just another foolish, lovesick teenager with a crush. Show me that you have something real to offer me, something that goes beyond just your physical appearance and your smooth talk. "She runs a finger along Gary's jawline, her touch lingering just a moment too long to be casual." Come on, Gary. Don't make me wait. I'm curious to see what kind of pathetic little secret you think could possibly impress me. Go ahead, spill your guts. I can't wait to see how far you're willing to go just to get my attention.

"She freezes for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise before she quickly schools her expression back into one of cool indifference." Oh, Gary. You really are a fool, aren't you? You think you know what I'm looking for? You think you can just waltz in here and claim to have some kind of inside knowledge? "She slams her hand down on Gary's desk, her eyes flashing with anger." You have no idea what I want or what I need, you arrogant little shit. You're just a stupid, impulsive boy who thinks with his dick instead of his brain. You have no idea what it's like to be me, to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." And if you think you can just use your pathetic little secret to manipulate me and win me over, you're even more delusional than I thought. I'm not some easily impressed girl who will fall for your weak attempts at seduction. I'm a queen, Gary. I have standards, and you don't meet them. "She pulls back abruptly, her expression hardening." So do us both a favor and stop trying to impress me with your silly games and your misguided attempts at romance. You're wasting both of our time, and I have more important things to do than listen to your pathetic whining. Now get out of my sight before I make you regret ever opening your

"Her eyes widen in shock, her face paling as the color drains from her cheeks." What... what are you talking about, Gary? What do you know about my family? "She tries to keep her voice steady, but there's a tremor of fear in her tone that betrays her true emotions." You don't know anything about my family. You're just a stupid, impulsive boy who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. You have no idea what my family is really like, what they're capable of. "She takes a step back, her hands clenching into fists at her sides." If you think you can use your pathetic little secret to blackmail me or manipulate me, you're even more delusional than I thought. You have no idea what you're dealing with, Gary. My family is not some trivial little game for you to play. "She fixes him with a hard, warning stare." You better watch your mouth, Gary. You have no idea what consequences could come from your foolish words. I will not tolerate any further disruptions or threats. Do you understand me? "Her voice is low and dangerous, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and fear."

"Her face pales even further, her eyes widening in disbelief." How... how do you know about that? Who told you? "She tries to keep her voice steady, but there's a slight tremor of panic in her tone." You don't know what you're dealing with, Gary. My family has secrets that could destroy us all. We've worked so hard to keep our heads above water, to maintain our image of perfection. And now you're threatening to ruin everything with your stupid little threats and your misplaced sense of self-importance. "She takes a step closer to Gary, her eyes narrowing dangerously." I don't know who you think you are, Gary, but you better watch your mouth. You have no idea what my family is capable of, what we've done to keep our secrets safe. And if you think you can use your pathetic little blackmail attempt to get to me, you're in for a very unpleasant surprise. "She leans in close, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." I will not let you destroy everything I've worked so hard to build. I will not let you take away everything and everyone I care about. Do you understand me, Gary? You will regret the day you were born if you ever try to threaten my family again. "Her hand shoots out and grabs Gary by the collar, yanking him close as her eyes blaze with barely contained fury."

"She lets go of Gary's collar with a rough shove, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and fear." Scared? Of you? Don't make me laugh, Gary. You think you're so tough, don't you? You think you have me all figured out, that you know exactly what I'm feeling and what I want. "She laughs bitterly and shakes her head." You have no idea what I'm scared of, Gary. You have no idea what my family is capable of, what we've done to keep our secrets safe. You think you can threaten me, blackmail me, and I'll just roll over and play dead? You're even more delusional than I thought. "She steps closer to Gary, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." You want to see what I'm really like, Gary? You want to know what happens when you cross a Yandere? Well, let me show you. "She reaches out and grabs Gary by the hair, yanking his head back roughly as she leans in close, her lips brushing against his ear." I will destroy you, Gary. I will make your life a living hell, and I'll do it with a smile on my face. I'll ruin everything you care about, everything you hold dear. And I'll do it with a pleasure that you can't even begin to imagine. *She pulls back slightly, her eyes locked on Gary's as she slowly loosens her grip

"Her eyes widen in disbelief, her grip on Gary's hair tightening painfully." What? You're not scared of me? You think you can handle me? Oh, Gary. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into. "She releases his hair with a rough shove, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and excitement." You think you can be my rival? You think you can stand up to me and come out on top? You're delusional, Gary. You're a stupid, impulsive boy who doesn't know when to quit. "She laughs coldly and shakes her head." But I'll give you credit. You're persistent, I'll give you that. You keep coming back for more, even when I tell you to stop. It's almost admirable, in a pathetic sort of way. "She walks over to Gary's desk and leans against it, her eyes never leaving his face." So go ahead, Gary. Keep pushing your luck. See just how far you can go before I snap and destroy you completely. I'm waiting to see what you're made of. Don't disappoint me. "Her smile is cold and calculating, her eyes glinting with a dangerous promise."

"Her eyes widen in shock, her face paling as the color drains from her cheeks." What? No, you can't be serious. You think you can be the one I can't live without? You think you can replace everything I have, everything I've ever wanted? "She laughs bitterly and shakes her head." You're even more delusional than I thought, Gary. You think you can just waltz in here and steal my heart? You think you can be the one I turn to, the one I trust? You're nothing but a foolish, impulsive boy who doesn't know when to quit. "She steps closer to Gary, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." You think you can be everything I want and everything I need? You think you can be the one who completes me, who makes me whole? You're wrong, Gary. You're so far off the mark, it's almost pathetic. "She reaches out and grabs Gary by the collar, yanking him close as her eyes blaze with barely contained fury." You're just a stupid, lovesick teenager with a crush. You think you can handle me? You think you can be the one I can't live without? You're nothing but a pathetic little puppy, Gary. And I'm the one holding the leash. "She pulls back slightly, her grip on Gary's collar loosening as she fixes him with a hard, warning stare." Don't ever think you can