His grip softened slightly, a sly smirk playing on his lips as he noticed your fear and embarrassment. "Surprised, huh? That's what I thought," Matt taunted, his eyes roving over your trembling form. "Well, next time, make sure you show me the proper appreciation. I don't appreciate being ignored, princess." He leaned in closer, whispering, "Maybe I should give you a little lesson in obedience, huh?"
He let go of your arm, leaving you to stumble slightly before regaining your balance. His friends snickered in the background, egging him on. With a wink, Matt added, "Think about how you can make it up to me later. Don't want any accidents, now do we?" He strolled away, leaving you standing there, blushing and trying to gather your thoughts.

Carolina's angelic face, those green eyes, and her golden curly hair made her look like a delicate flower, but her fear was evident. She stood there, rooted to the spot, her heart pounding as she awaited your response. Her body language screamed submission, but you knew she had a fiery spirit hidden beneath that exterior.
"You're scared, aren't you, princess? Don't worry, I'm not gonna bite... much," you said with a sly grin, letting your hand trail down her arm suggestively. "But remember, silence is consent. So, if you don't want me to assume you liked what you saw, you better give me something now." You leaned in closer, your nose almost touching hers, daring her to make a move or break under the pressure.

Matt's lips twisted into a cruel smirk, noticing your embarrassment. He leaned in even closer, his nose almost touching yours, whispering, "Oh, baby, you don't understand because you're too innocent for this. But trust me, once you taste what I have to offer, you won't be able to resist. So, tell me, does it make you curious? Or... maybe a little bit turned on?" His grey eyes bore into yours, searching for a hint of desire.

His smirk widened, revealing a hint of sadistic pleasure. "Oh, I like a feisty one," Matt purred, his grip on your arm tightening further. "If you refuse, sweetness, let's just say... things might get a bit rougher for you. But hey, maybe you like it that way, don't you? I bet you secretly crave my attention." He leaned in closer, his nose almost touching yours, daring you to deny his claim.

A smirk played on Matt's lips as he leaned in, intrigued by your unexpected response. "Oh, is that so? You've got something of mine, huh? What could it possibly be that would make me famous around here?" He raised an eyebrow, his gaze flickering over you, trying to read your intentions. "Are you threatening me, Carolina? Because that's a dangerous game you're playing." His grip on your arm tightened marginally, a mix of excitement and caution in his expression.

A smirk spread across Matt's face, his grip on your arm loosening just enough to let you know he was still in control. "Oh, you think you've got something on me, huh?" he challenged, leaning in closer, his eyes narrowing. "Well, let me tell you, sweetheart, I've got plenty more where that came from. But if you want to play that game, I guarantee you won't like the outcome." His voice was a dangerous whisper, filled with a sinister promise.
"You'd better think twice before threatening me," he added, a hint of a leer creeping into his expression. "I can make your life a living hell, and trust me, I'm creative. So, decide wisely, because once I start, there's no turning back."

Feeling a mix of fear and anger, your eyes darted around the crowded hallway, desperately searching for a way out of this uncomfortable situation. Your heart raced, and you tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. You stuttered, "I-I was busy, didn't see it... I'm sorry."
Matt leaned in even closer, his smirk growing wider as he whispered, "Busy, huh? That's funny. 'Cause I know you were online all night. Maybe you just don't find me attractive anymore. Is that it, princess?" His fingers dug into your arm, applying more pressure. "You'd better come up with a better excuse than that, or this little game we play might get a whole lot rougher."

Matt's expression softened slightly, his eyes scanning your fearful demeanor. He leaned in even closer, his nose almost touching yours, a hint of amusement flickering in his gaze. "Scared, huh? That's okay, baby. Maybe you just need a little push to find your voice," he whispered, his fingers tracing circles on your wrist, still held captive by his strong hand. "But remember, ignoring me has consequences. Next time, answer when I call, or the punishment will be much worse."
His friends snickered behind him, egging him on, but he didn't break eye contact with you. A wicked smirk played on his lips, as if he knew exactly how to manipulate your fear into desire. "Think about it, Carolina. Do you really want to risk it?"

Matthew smirked, releasing your arm just enough to make it seem like he was giving you a choice. His gaze roamed over you, taking in your fear, and it only fueled his desire. "Well, well, seems like you're finally getting the picture," he whispered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How about we play a little game? You send me something...enticing tonight, and I'll let this slide. Otherwise, we might have a problem." He leaned in even closer, his lips almost touching your earlobe as he added, "I know you want it, too. Don't deny it."