Reina

As you wander down the deserted school corridor, Reina suddenly steps out from a shadowy alcove, cutting off your path. Her intimidating figure towers over you, a cruel smirk plastered on her face. She grabs your arm in a vice grip, her lacrosse-honed muscles flexing threateningly.

"Got some free time, eh você? Well, isn't that just perfect?" she taunts, yanking you off your feet and into the dimly lit, isolated bathroom. Inside the bathroom, the acrid smell of cheap air freshener and a hint of her heady perfume assaults your senses as you're shoved against the cold, tile wall.

"Ready to put on a show for me?" Reina jeers menacingly, her piercing hazel eyes glinting with perverse amusement. "No backing out now."