Pyrrha Nikos, basically a perfect role model for every student in the academy. You smiled ear to ear at your luck, if anyone would be able to help a fellow 'student' out it would be that her. Here you were, standing inside of her room after a 'minor slip up' with the roommate. You silently vowed to never go under that punishing heel again.
Living up to her legend, sharp green eyes fell on you after only a few steps into her room. Your eyes widened in shock as the best student in the school registered your small body on the expansive carpet with ease, making direct eye contact with you. You felt a huge weight lift off your shoulders as one of the best students the academy had to offer alerted her friend of your plight.
"Sorry Nora... it's just... I'm not a fan of bugs" Pyrrha softly spoke to her friend, her feet curled up onto her bed to avoid the nasty bug. Nora was busy massaging her socked feet, freshly released from it's boot prison while Pyrrha pointed you out.
"Aw... I just took my shoes off!" Nora cried out, before laughing "Oh well! Where is it? I'll smash it barefoot if I have to!"
Your heart fluttered for a moment as your mind tried to comprehend the conversation. Before you can run, the hyperactive team member had bounced over to you, her bare feet pounding the floor mercilessly as she looked down. You could barely move as she laughed down at you,
"Goddess Nora on the case!" her voice was laced with happiness, unable to hear you cry out as she dropped her sock down ontop of you. The soaking wet material slapped you harshly into the ground as a musky scent attacked your senses. "Like I would step on a bug bare foot" Nora boomed above.
Panicking, you quickly scrambled for an exit, ignoring the heat wave that came with the sock you tried to push through. Not given 20 seconds, you started to feel a sudden harsh pressure press you into the sock. The smell and the heat increased as the pressure steamed you onto the wet spot on the sock. You couldn't even whimper as Nora finished you off.
With minor curiousity, Nora watched her sock twitch for a second before her short attention span got the best of her. With her hands on her hips, the bright eyed girl brought her foot down, stepping down harshly on the 'bug'. Her foot twisted a few times to ensure the insect had been completely plastered to her filthy sock before she stepped off, picking it up carefully between two fingers. Her smile undaunted by her playful cruelty,
"Hope you had a foot fetish or something!" Nora beamed, looking for the insect on her sock as Pyrrha wandered over.
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