Through Realms Of Sins(Short Stories)
The morning bell hasn’t even rung yet and the main elevator is already a sardine tin: fifteen students, two teachers, backpacks and briefcases crushing everyone together. The doors are just about to close when Rina slips in last, tiny pleated skirt barely covering her ass, lips still glossy from the stairwell blowbang she just gave half the soccer team. She smirks, smug, untouchable.
Akira stands directly behind her, a tall, black uniform perfect expression carved from ice. No one notices his hand sliding past hips and elbows until his long fingers find the emergency stop button between floors 12 and 13.