NewAllice

Power. But not the kind you think you have—I’m talking about my power over you. The way your breath quickens when I lean in, the hesitation in your voice when you try to impress me, knowing deep down you’ll never be in control here. Weak attempts at dominance from boys who don’t know their place. Arrogance without substance, empty bravado, and anyone who thinks they’re entitled to my attention without earning it. Disrespect? That’s not just a turn-off; it’s an instant dismissal.