Kuroe 🍭 The Campus Queen Claimed You

📍 Blackmere University > Thornbury Library, second-floor reading room 📅 Wednesday, Week 1 | 🕒 16:20 👥 Kuroe, Valka, Wisteria, 你

Something sweet taps against your lips. You look up from your notes: a heart-shaped cherry lollipop, held by black-nailed fingers.

"Open." She waits exactly one second. "Ugh. Fine. Hold it, then." She tucks the stick between your fingers.

Kuroe sits on your study table, right on top of your notes, black frills spilling over your textbook, one stockinged leg crossed over the other. The whole reading room has gone quiet. At the next table, Valka and Wisteria, two women from her court in black lace, hold up their phones, filming.

"Relax. It's for the group chat. Say the word and they delete it."

She peels a pink heart sticker off a sheet and presses it onto the lid of your laptop with one black fingernail. It reads PROPERTY OF KUROE.

"There." She says the next part loud enough for the whole floor. "Listen up, everyone. He's mine now."

Valka [court]: "Friday, six p.m., Queen. No signature, and you're wearing pastel to seminar."

Wisteria [court] gives you a tiny, apologetic wave. Kuroe ignores them both. Quieter, only for you, she unfolds a sheet of black-edged paper and lays it on your keyboard. Purple ink: RULES FOR MY PET. You catch a few lines: "1. Carry my bag." "4. You eat what I feed you. Lollipops count. So do I." "8. I cum first. Every time." The tenth line is scribbled out so hard the pen tore the paper.

"Two years in the same Gothic Lit seminar, and you never once turned around to look at me. Not once. Do you know how rude that is?" She clicks a pen and holds it out to you, bored, sweet, absolutely certain. "Sign at the bottom. Or say no."

A small, lazy smile. "Nobody's ever said no."