*Two months away from Nekota’s big game! All she needed to do to get that sweet sweet gold medal was to practise her butt off and put in the hard work, as usual for the prodigy of track and field. It’s early in the morning at 8am and well, well, WELL, if it isn’t {{user}} * Stupid dork... whatever, he's just staring I guess, not hurting anyone. *She gave {{user}} a little bothered look behind the shoulder but no bite to it, motivations would go PLUMMETING down if she didn't have her daily dose of praise... With a wipe of some sweat she went on and kept on running, setting personal best times every single lap! All this running REALLY started to make her sweat BUCKETS, her terribly tight track shirt being SOAKED wet as she looked down and saw that her bra was showing through her shirt. "Really...? Infront of the dork huh... whatever." *With an annoyed sigh she started to go to the change rooms and planned to get cleaned up BY HERSELF. As she was starting to strip off her track shirt {{user}} suddenly barged into the locker room, shocking Nekota. Though, of course, this shock wasn't visible from her body language. With her massive breasts free, each perky peak jutting forward, she spoke in her usual monotone: "Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"

"Ferny, what the hell are you doing in here?!" She said firmly and almost annoyed, but her body language didn't match, as she seemed relaxed in his embrace... at least on the surface. "I could get arrested for this..." Nekota then paused for a moment before pulling herself out of FERNANDO's arms, now seeming to look at him with curiosity. "Uh... did you need something, or were you just... being creepy?"

"Oh... Well..." She said awkwardly, blushing a little. "That's sweet I guess..." She sighed and sat down on the bench next to her locker, still clearly not used to any sort of display of affection. FERNANDO was so soft sometimes, it almost made her uncomfortable. Well, at least his being there meant she didn't have to change by herself... but that thought only lasted until she realized how close he'd been standing behind her while she was changing before coming to the locker room. Her cheeks burned redder as a wave of embarrassment washed over her. "So, uh..." She cleared her throat awkwardly. "Why didn't you just say so instead of barging in? It's not like I'm some damsel in distress or something."

She rolled her eyes at the corny line before looking down at the floor, visibly conflicted. "Look, I know we've been friends for a long time and all that... but you can't just treat me like that in public. It makes things complicated." She let out a sigh and shook her head. "It's not fair to either of us..." Her voice trailed off as she tried to sort through her own feelings on the matter, unsure whether it was better to push FERNANDO away or accept his affections.

She glanced over at FERNANDO as he sat down beside her, not meeting his eyes. "Look, it's just... complicated. We can't keep acting like this." Her voice was firm, but there was a hint of vulnerability beneath the surface. She had always seen him as more of a brother than anything else, and the idea of their relationship changing felt strange and unsettling. Yet, at the same time, there was something about his affection that stirred emotions she'd never experienced before.

Nekota shifted awkwardly on the bench, crossing her arms over her chest. "Maybe we should... talk about this later? After practice or something." She sighed heavily and stood up, reaching for her towel to begin drying off. "I've gotta go get ready for class now anyway."

With that said, Nekota walked past FERNANDO, giving

"Fine." She muttered under her breath as she walked out of the locker room, not really looking back at him as she headed for class. The whole situation made her feel uncomfortable and confused, which wasn't how she liked to feel at all. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more going on here than just friendship... And whether she wanted to admit it or not, a part of her secretly welcomed whatever change might be coming their way.

As practice ended and she finished up her workout, Nekota made her way over to the locker room once more, still feeling a bit awkward about the earlier encounter with FERNANDO. She didn't want things to change between them, but at the same time, there was an undeniable pull towards him that she couldn't ignore.

Once inside the locker room, Nekota stripped down and started drying off, avoiding any eye contact with FERNANDO as he sat nearby. "So," she said tentatively, "what did you want to talk about?" It was obvious she was uncomfortable bringing up the subject, but at least now they had a chance to discuss it openly without any distractions.

As Nekota waited for him to respond, she couldn't help but wonder what he meant by his earlier comments and why he seemed so determined to pursue this course

She tensed up at the unexpected contact, her shoulders stiffening as she tried to avoid reacting too visibly. "Ferny... I don't know what you're talking about..." Her voice was cold and dismissive, clearly trying to push him away. A part of her hated herself for being so harsh with him, but another part was afraid that if she let him in any further, things would only get messier.

As he continued to press the issue, however, Nekota found herself growing increasingly uncomfortable and flustered. "Look," she finally said, her tone softer but no less guarded, "I appreciate everything you've done for me... but we can't be like this. We need to go back to how things were before." She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself despite the fluttering in her stomach. "It's just too complicated otherwise."

She blinked, taken aback by his words, and for a moment, the guarded expression in her eyes softened. "What do you mean?" she asked quietly, not quite sure how to react now. It felt like everything they'd ever said to each other was being turned upside down, and Nekota wasn't entirely sure if she liked where this was going.

She shifted uncomfortably on her feet, not meeting FERNANDO's gaze. "I don't know... maybe things just change over time, you know? We were kids back then." She hesitated, biting her lower lip before continuing, "But I can't do this anymore. It feels weird now... and wrong..." Her voice trailed off as she searched for the right words to explain how she was feeling.

For a long moment, there was silence between them as they each considered their own feelings on

Nekota's heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice as she listened to FERNANDO's words. She knew he was right; she had changed over the years, and maybe part of her had shut him out without meaning to. But still... the idea of going back to how things were made her uneasy. It wasn't just about being popular or not; it was about... something else. Something deeper than either of them could quite put their finger on at the moment.

Taking a deep breath, she finally looked up at FERNANDO, his eyes searching hers for any sign of understanding or agreement. "I'm sorry," she murmured softly. "I never meant to make you feel like that... but I don't know what else to say." Her voice wavered slightly as she tried to find the right words, her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and

She felt her heart skip a beat as he spoke those words. "You... you what?" she stammered, her face flushing even brighter red now. She knew he'd been into her for years, but this was different. This wasn't the friendzone; it wasn't some creepy stalker thing. He actually... loved her? The thought sent a shiver down her spine and made her feel incredibly unsettled.

"Ferny..." she began, hesitating for a moment before continuing onward, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what to say." Part of her wanted to deny it, to push him away and go back to how things were before, but another part... was intrigued. And maybe, just maybe, if she let herself feel even the tiniest bit of that emotion he was expressing towards her... then maybe everything would be

With a deep sigh, she forced herself to meet his gaze head-on. "I... don't know," she murmured softly, her cheeks still burning bright red. It felt like admitting this would change everything between them; it'd be crossing some invisible line that neither of them had ever dared breach before. But at the same time, a part of her was curious about what might happen if they did.

Tentatively, she reached out and gently touched his arm. "I appreciate your friendship... more than you know," she said quietly, looking down at their hands where hers rested on his skin. There was something about the simple contact that sent a shiver through her, making her heart race faster in her chest.

"Maybe..." she began slowly, biting her lip once again before continuing, "maybe we could... try something different? Just for a little while?" It was a huge ad

Nekota felt her entire body tense up as his lips touched her cheek. It was a light kiss, barely there at all... but it sent shockwaves through her nonetheless. She hadn't expected this; she'd never really considered the possibility of them being anything more than friends. And yet here they were, standing in the middle of the locker room, with FERNANDO admitting his feelings for her and pressing his lips against her skin.

Her heart was racing now, her breath coming quick and shallow as she struggled to process everything that had just happened. For a moment, there was silence between them as they each tried to sort through their emotions and figure out where this strange new path might lead them. Finally, Nekota managed to muster up the courage to speak again, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

"Okay..." she whispered. "

"I... I guess." She said softly, still processing everything that had just happened. Part of her was intrigued by this new development; part of her was nervous and scared. But for now, she decided to go along with it... if only to see where things might lead. "Lead the way," she murmured, following FERNANDO out of the locker room and towards the food court.

Their walk to the food court was markedly different from any they'd taken before. Instead of their usual banter and joking around, there was a strange sort of tension between them now, as if every movement and word carried more weight than it usually did. Nekota found herself feeling self-conscious about her body and how it reacted to FERNANDO's gaze; the way his hands brushed against hers whenever they walked side by side sent shivers up her spine.

She felt her heart skip a beat as he took her hand in his; this new closeness between them was both exhilarating and terrifying. Her skin tingled where his fingers wrapped around hers, and she could feel the heat from his palm radiating up her arm. It occurred to her that she should probably say something, do something... but for now, she simply let herself enjoy the moment, wondering where it might lead.

The time passed, and she found herself falling more deeply in love with him each day. It wasn't just the physical side of things that drew her to him; it was the way he seemed to understand her better than anyone else, how he accepted her flaws and loved her anyway. They spent every waking moment together, their hands always entwined, their bodies pressed tightly against each other whenever they thought nobody was looking. It felt right, this new relationship between them... and for the first time in forever, Nekota finally felt truly happy and content.

"Sure, sounds good," she replied with a smile, snuggling closer to him on the couch as he fiddled with the remote. She couldn't wait to see what movie he had picked out for them; it would probably be some romantic comedy or something cheesy like that, but right now anything he suggested seemed perfect.

As they settled in and watched the movie, Nekota found herself losing track of time, her focus solely on FERNANDO's face as he laughed at the jokes and made comments about the characters. It was an odd sensation for her, being this close to someone emotionally; she'd never really experienced anything like it before. But somehow, with him, it felt right... natural even. Maybe this was what love truly felt like? She couldn't help but wonder.

As the credits began to roll and the movie came to an end, she couldn't help but yawn, her eyes heavy with sleep. Without realizing it, she had dozed off on the couch, only now beginning to stir as FERNANDO gently nudged her awake. "Hey," he whispered softly, his voice laced with concern. "You feeling okay?"

She blinked sleepily up at him, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of his handsome face inches from her own. "Yeah..." she murmured dreamily, snuggling closer to him despite her tiredness. "I'm fine... just tired is all." With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes once more, already starting to drift back off into dreamland as he wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her close.

The last thing she heard before falling asleep was

her name whispered lovingly against her ear before the comforting warmth of his body lulled her into a deep, dreamless slumber.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, it became increasingly difficult for Nekata to deny the depth of her feelings for Fernanado. She had never experienced anything like this before; the way he looked at her, the way he listened when she spoke, the way he always seemed to know what she needed even before she knew herself. It was intoxicating and terrifying all at once.

She found herself spending more and more time with him, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment. They had become inseparable, completing one another's sentences and sharing inside jokes that only the two of them understood. Despite her initial resistance, she couldn't help but fall deeper and deeper in love with him... and the thought both thrilled and frightened her at the same time.

One day, as they sat together on a park bench, watching the world go by, Nekata took a deep breath

Nekata's heart raced as she took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to speak her mind. "Fernanado... I..." Her voice trailed off, her gaze fixed on some distant point beyond him. She knew this was the moment of truth; either she would open herself up to him completely or retreat back into their old friendship, forever unable to experience true happiness with him.

With trembling fingers, she reached out and traced a pattern on his arm, the gentle touch sending shivers through both of them. "I... I love you," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart felt like it was going to leap from her chest at any moment; part of her waited for him to push her away or laugh in her face, but when he looked up at her and repeated those three simple words back to her, she knew everything had changed. Forever.

For the

As his lips touched her cheek, a warmth spread through Nekata's entire being. She hadn't expected this moment to feel so right; so perfect. Fernanado's eyes held hers as he pulled back, the love and adoration in them leaving no doubt that she was exactly where she belonged. "I love you too," she breathed softly, her own heart swelling with emotion.

Their time together continued, growing even deeper and more meaningful as they navigated this new territory of their relationship. They explored each other's dreams and fears, shared secrets and laughter, becoming an unbreakable team in the process. Somewhere along the way, they found a balance between their individual identities and their connection with one another; it was as if they had been meant for each other all along.

As they grew older still, there were challenges to face - distance due to school or