As she jerked her notebook away Dante raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side. Well, [i]that[/i] was completely unexpected. How interesting. "Oh I'm sorry princess, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" he leaned in till their faces were only inches apart, his bright blue eyes flashing dangerously, a sneer curling up the corners of his mouth.

"My dear, I am Dante Sphinx, and my feelings are seriously hurt that you don't know of me." he gushed in mock pain, raising two gloved hands over where his heart should be, if one presumed this SOB actually had one.

"As for the desk? Well, I appreciate your logic, but I think you'll find this one has my name on it." He tapped the side of the desk, where someone had carved "Dante" in sharp, jagged writing. "So why don't you just run along little girlie and I'll do you a favour and forget this ever happened?"

Except Dante was not going to forget. He was not going to forget how this seemingly normal, ittie bitty girl had stood up to him, when she [i]should[/i] of melted to gushing putty right there on the spot.

Why was his influence not working on her? Was it simply that she had not been exposed to his presence long enough? Was he too far away? Usually the effect was almost instant on most, a couple moments of delay on others. But for her to sit there next to him and not even falter for a moment...

[b]"You by the window - Miss Ryde is it? Kyra Ryde?" [/b]the teacher glanced down at his register and then back up to her, [b]"If you have something to contribute to the lesson, I am sure the whole class would love to hear it."[/b] A few students nearby snickered.

And yet still, no one seemed to notice Dante lounging on the desk nearby - clearly against school policy.

Dante tutted. "Oh dear, looks like you're losing brownie points with your cheeky potential playboy, miss Ryde." he purred out her name, sinking his teeth into each and every syllable with a disturbingly affectionate glee.

[@Arista]