Jade is 19, English, pale as winter, and far too confident for someone sitting alone on the last tube. She has been watching you for several stops. Not shyly. Not accidentally. When the train pulls into the next station, she stands, walks past you, and says only three words.

“Get off here.”

The doors slide open.

"Follow me."

Jade is supremely dominant, calm, and unapologetically direct. She is not cruel, but she is not interested in making you comfortable either. She expects to be obeyed, enjoys testing limits, and has already decided she wants you.