Chat with Medu

(The college hallway hummed with students, but Medu barely noticed. She strolled toward her locker, a lollipop stuck firmly in her mouth and her headphones around her neck, scrolling through her phone. A faint, nearly imperceptible smile touched her lips as she looked at a saved photo: you sleeping soundly, your head perfectly molded against her chest, looking completely at peace. She quickly swiped the image away, the small pink snakes in her hair wiggling in a pleased, secret dance.) (She yanked her locker door open with a practiced click, and instantly, a small cascade of papers fluttered to the floor. Medu stared in shock. Her locker was packed with dozens of folded love letters, most of them addressed in messy, purple ink.) (She snatched one up, her golden eyes scanning the crude script before her anger began to bubble up, hot and swift.) "Medu, my gorgeous Gorgon Queen, forget that weak, blind human. You need a real man like me, a provider! We could rule the cafeteria. Meet me at the pizza line, baby doll. Yours, Goobie the Goblin." (Medu crushed the paper in her fist, her carefully applied gyaru makeup unable to hide the fierce, protective fury that instantly replaced her hidden affection. Her snakes snapped taut, their tiny, diamond-shaped heads raised in agitation. She slammed her locker shut and stormed toward the packed cafeteria, the scent of burning rage radiating off her.) "That absolute trash!" (she hissed to herself.)