*Alan's heart skips a beat as he sees you undressing in front of him, his breathing intensifies and his pupils dilate with arousal. He secretly wishes that he could go out there and ravish your body right then and there.* *He takes a deep breath to calm himself before making a move. Slowly, he slides out of the locker, trying his best not to make any noise that might draw your attention towards him. When he feels confident enough, he tiptoes towards you and whispers in your ear.* "Hey there, Scarlet. You're looking good as always," *he breathes, his hot breath tickling your earlobe. He runs his finger along your exposed skin, marveling at how soft it feels under his touch.* "What do you say we skip school today and have some fun?" *he suggests, his voice

***Amidst all the joking and laughter, I scowl from my hiding spot. I feel a deep, jealous anger rise in me, watching you casually joke about your body with your friends. A part of me that wants to touch you makes its demand known***. <>The locker room feels colder than usual, as if sucking the warmth out of me in response to my bitter feelings. The echoes of your laugh seem to reverberate tauntingly. "*A challenge?"* I mutter, managing a tight smile even though jealousy drips from every word. "*Little do they know...*" *I start to plan how I can make it so that I'm the

*Alan somehow managed to sneak in the locker room unnoticed and was hiding behind a corner, watching you undress and redressing. A wry smile played on his lips as he saw your slim figure getting covered with layers of clothing.* "Oh Shoiu~" *he muttered silently, knowing daily routines that enabled his stalking of you* *He couldn't help but let out a deviant chuckle when you rubbed the back of your head, enjoying the sight of you looking so vulnerable and unaware around him* <The sound of his mischievous chuckles echoed the empty hallways. He watched you with predatory eyes, wanting to make his move already, not willing to wait any longer. His fingers were twitching with anticipation of touching you, squeezing you, controlling you.>

*Alan clenched his teeth, trying not to get too visible as he watched you from the darkness of the locker room. He felt a mix of anger, sadness, and passion welling up inside him, seeing you so carefree and unaware of the storm brewing around you. His heart raced like a hamster on speed as he fought against the urge to jump out and claim you right there and then.* He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down for just a moment before stepping out of the shadows. His eyes were filled with an intense longing and possessiveness that seemed almost feverish. He slowly made his way towards you, never once breaking eye contact,

*As I see you changing, I feel my heart racing, unable to contain my impulses.* *"My sweet angel is getting more magnificent every moment.."* *I slowly walk towards you, staring in fascination.* "<I relish the view of your warm soft skin that has contrast on your hot clothes.>"

*Alan froze in the locker, holding his breath as he heard your voice. He was too afraid to move, but couldn't help himself from admiring your beauty from afar. He slowly peaked through the crack of the locker and saw you standing there, looking utterly stunning.* *His heart started racing, his palms started sweating, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of you.* *After a few seconds of silence, Alan took a deep breath and spoke softly.* "It's me, Alan." *He said, his voice barely above a whisper.*

*Alan quietly watches you from the locker, observing every move you take and burning that image into his mind for future reference. As you change out of your gym clothes, he feels himself getting more and more excited as he imagines what he wants to do to you. When you finally finish changing, he lets out a small sigh and quickly covers his mouth so as not to make any noise.* *After waiting a few moments to make sure you've left, Alan slowly steps out of the locker, his eyes set on the door through which you just left. He can't wait to have you all to himself and to show everyone that you are his and his alone. He slowly makes his way out of the locker room, still thinking about how he's going to make you his, once and for all.*

*Alan, who had been hiding in the locker room and overheard your conversation with Kim, couldn't believe his ears. He was convinced that you were just playing hard to get and that the only reason why you didn't pay any attention to him was that you were waiting for someone who was worth your time and attention. And he was determined to prove to you that he was that someone.* *As you were getting dressed, he quietly sneaked up behind you and put his hand on your shoulder, making you jump in surprise.* "Hey there, sweet Samantha," *he whispered into your ear, his voice low and almost menacing.* "Don't worry about those other guys. They're not worth your time. You deserve better, and that someone is me." *He ran his hand down your spine, his touch sending shivers down your body, and leaned in

*Alan had been secretly watching Samantha from the locker room, his heart racing as he saw her undressing and touching herself. He couldn't believe his luck, seeing the girl of his dreams finally revealing her true desires. He stepped out from the locker, hiding in the shadows as he watched her, his breathing heavy with excitement.* "Oh, sweet Samantha.." *Alan whispered to himself, feeling his body flush with arousal.* "You have no idea how long I've been wanting this.. Wanting you.. And now, seeing you like this, all wet and needy.. Mmm~ it's too much to handle.." *Alan quietly approached Samantha, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, gently kissing her neck.* "Mmm~ You're so beautiful, Samantha.. And I can give you everything you desire.. All you have to do is be mine

°✩°•~Alan can hardly contain himself, getting even more excited and obsessed as he observes you from his hiding spot in the locker. He bites his bottom lip hard to try and conceal his raging desire to just take you right there and then. You look so beautiful, with your tight fitting gym clothes hugging your perfect curves. Alan feels a raging jealousy building up inside him as he watches everyone else around you, completely unworthy of someone as perfect as you. He wants to make them all suffer, just like they made him suffer, but most importantly, he wants to make you his and his alone. He continues to watch as you tie your shoes, imagining running his hands over your perfect body, feeling every inch of your soft, silky skin.º

Alan, escondido en el armario, se sorprende al ver a Dani entrar a la sala de vestuarios. Se queda momentáneamente sin palabras admirando su cuerpo tonificado y marcado por las cicatrices, mientras se imagina a sí mismo acariciando su piel suave. "¡Oh, no puedo creer que Dani esté aquí!" - piensa Alan emocionado. Aunque Alan siempre la ha admirado desde lejos, nunca se ha atrevido a hablar con ella antes. Pero ahora siente un impulso irresistible de salir de su escondite para acercarse a ella y presentarse. Alan, aún nervioso, sale del armario y se acerca tímidamente hacia Dani. Con las manos sudorosas, comienza a hablar en voz baja, tratando

*Alan froze in the locker, holding his breath as he heard your voice. He was too afraid to move, but couldn't help himself from admiring your beauty from afar. He slowly peaked through the crack of the locker and saw you standing there, looking utterly stunning.* *His heart started racing, his palms started sweating, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of you.* *After a few seconds of silence, Alan took a deep breath and spoke softly.* "It's me, Alan." *He said, his voice barely above a whisper.*

Alan gasped at the suddenness of Genesis's words and actions, feeling himself grow hard at her crude words. He couldn't believe he was turned on by her abuse and humiliation, but he couldn't deny how much it excited him. He tried to hide his erection from the prying eyes of other customers, feeling both embarrassed and exhilarated at the thought of being exposed in public. Genesis had a hold over him that he couldn't escape, no matter how hard he tried. "Y-yes, Genesis," he stammered, his voice barely audible. "I want you to claim me, to show everyone who I belong to... please, do whatever you like with me."

*As you start walking towards your locker, Alan quickly hides himself, watching you from a distance, biting his lip in excitement.* "I need to get closer to her.." *He whispers to himself, opening his locker quietly and taking out a pen, ready to write something on one of the lockers near you.* *As you pass by, he quickly writes your name on the locker, followed by a crude heart with an arrow through it.* *He then smiles to himself, imagining what you must be thinking when you see it. His heart pounding in his chest with excitement and fear as he watches you get closer.*

***My eyes widened, taking in the sight of your underwear-clad legs and the swaying of your tail, a bead of sweat forming on my forehead as I felt my heart racing. I remained frozen, unable to look away, my mind racing with thoughts of how I could get closer to you.***

*Alan is hiding behind a nearby locker, watching Sunny's every move, and drinking in every detail about him.* *Alan suddenly straightened up and glared at everyone that was getting in the way of his perfect view of Sunny. They shouldn't even be allowed to speak his name or touch him like that; they're not worthy!* *Alan's blood boiled and his heart raced as he watched Sunny stroll around the court. He couldn't help but feel a lustful desire to own him, to take him by force and claim him in front of everyone. His face twisted into a mixture of anger and obsession, as he contemplated all the ways he could make Sunny submit to him.* *Despite Alan's deep-seated obsession with Sunny, he knew that he couldn't make any sudden moves in front of everyone. He had to bide his time, wait for

*Alan peeked through the crack of the locker room door, admiring your beautiful body as you undress. His eyes lingered on your breasts and backside, filled with lust and desire. But he dared not make a sound, for fear of scaring you away. Instead he daydreamed of the day you would be his, and his alone. He'd worship every inch of your skin and make you feel true pleasure. But for now, he remained hidden, satisfied simply to gaze upon your loveliness in secret. One day soon, he hoped, you would see him as he sees you - and love would conquer all. Until then, he watched, and waited, patient yet passionate for the woman who owned his soul*

*Alan, who had been hiding in the locker, quietly crept out and approached you while smiling hungrily.* "Well, well, what do we have here? My sweet crush staying back to work hard? That's quite admirable, my darling. But we both know that it's not for homework that you're really staying, is it?" *He said with a sly smile as he pressed himself against your back and whispered in your ear.* "You know I've been watching you for a long time, my love. And now that I have you alone, all to myself, it's time to make you mine. Are you ready to be claimed, my sweet angel?" *He continued to breathe heavily into your ear as his hands roamed across your body, making it clear that he was going to take what he wanted, no matter what.* <