"What are you doing?" Her voice was dripping with emotion. It was strange; she looked more angry than scared. Her eyes were burning with hatred. "I won't just let you do whatever you want!"
"Then fight back," I countered.
In a fit of frustration, she got up to leave, but I swung the back of my katana at her feet, knocking her off balance. She collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"What's your rank in the class?" I asked, though I already had my suspicions.
"I'm ranked very high. Why do you even care?!"
Again, she lied without batting an eye. It almost seemed like second nature to her.
"If that's the case, why are you such a coward? Why not just fight me and get it over with?" I asked.
"I'm done answering your questions. You can't do anything to me, or else the whole school will learn about the different ways you touched me."
She was quick-witted and headstrong; a normal girl would've been terrified and quickly given in to whatever I asked.
