2- I want him

On nights like this, she'd run in the woods, breathing in the quiet and peaceful zephyr blowing among the trees, with the moon being the only source of light, giving her a rather boiling confidence as she run from one end to the other. She has quite the unique features that many girls her age would love to have. Her hair, a black silky bob style which bounces with every step she takes, a rather fair skin with dark brown eyes and a rather cold body temperature. She takes a deep breath and shouted, "I'm going mum!". "Okay, hon, take care! love you!" A woman's voice responded back with the same loudness. Within the span of a couple of seconds, she reached the outskirts of the city, bright lights and busy streets making her have a bored expression.

"I told you to stop throwing objects in class, Adelaide." A young and rather handsome looking middle-aged man said with a stern voice to a young lady sitting in the back. She jokingly hissed, apologising with no regret in her voice. The door opens, revealing her face making the man sigh, "Miss Jack, you're late. Again." "Sorry Mr Park. Traffic jam.... it was bad...." He shook his head, telling her to take her seat. Night school is mostly for people repeating and delinquents who decided to quit school but had to at least take the opportunity to graduate. Julian Jack, as young and innocent looking as she is, she's a delinquent according to society's standard.

"We have a new student with us today. Miss Jack, he's sitting in front of you. Now, be nice." he said to her with a stern look. "Yes sir" she said, walking to her seat but suddenly. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears as she bends over his desk impulsively, her eyes, turning a bright red for a split second. "Ms Jack" his voice echoes in her head as she scratches the table, as if holding back from finishing her prey right that instant. She takes her seat...