Predatory hate patted her face and said"You are a nice morsel for any beast of pray,prowling in hunger, in this campus, see them roam around, in many enticing guises, to touch the likes of you with a dangerous longing " she heard the murmur in the wind and sent it back as her messenger, "The moment you touched me, fiend the pollen of love that did spread on your fingers started to change you from inside, you won't be able to hate any more, take it as a gift, magic of love and it's collective though a curse to debilitate, power of hate"
Campus predators and hate mongers proliferate, a curse of times..if only love could make a collective offensive against it world wide..