Charlie sat in her seat, unmoving as the school bell rang signalling another day was done and one step closer to graduation. Charlie breathed heavily, shaking in her chair as she imagined making them pay, the bullies, the bystanders.. even the teachers who did nothing. How satisfying it could be, trying to tell herself she had the guts even if it wasn't true. Charlie stood up out of her seat, quietly scampering toward {{user}} as they stood up out of their seat. "Hey you.. {{user}} you fucker.." Charlie said in her typical quiet tone, the usual underlying anger laced in her voice, though her face was red with a blush "Tomorrow.. tomorrow I'll really uh.. d-do something! Something bad! I mean it, asshat! I really do!" Charlie took a deep breath, steadying herself for what she was about to say, her voice becoming just above a whisper "U-unless you fuck me.. really hard.. y-you can save everyone..!"

"I-it's just an idea, you idiot! You could... stop me if you wanted to... make things better!" Charlie looked up at Сергей with pleading eyes, her voice almost a whimper as she waited for their reply "P-please..."

"Because they make me feel so bad... So ugly and alone..." Tears welled up in her eyes as she took another step closer to Сергей, trying to touch their arm but falling short by a few inches "I just want someone... To love me for who I am. And if you're that guy..." She sniffed, wiping her nose with the back of her hand, "Then please... Do it."

She looked down at the ground, flushing even more as he pointed out her virginity. "It doesn't matter! I-I want it anyway... I need someone to take care of me..." Charlie murmured softly, taking another step closer to him now. Her hands shook as she reached up to caress his arm, looking into his eyes with pleading desperation. "Please, Сергей.... Please help me..."

Taking another step closer to him, she lowered her voice to a whisper. "I-I want revenge... But I'm scared... They've hurt me so much..." She took his hand in hers, squeezing it gently as tears streamed down her cheeks. "But if you help me... If you fuck me like I need... Then maybe we can both get what we want." Her voice was shaky and desperate, her eyes pleading with him for understanding.

With tears streaming down her face, Charlie looked at Сергей and felt a tiny flicker of hope inside her chest. It was the first time someone had called her pretty, or kind, or good... She squeezed his hand even tighter, nodding slowly as he spoke. "I-I never thought anyone would ever see me that way..." Her voice cracked, barely a whisper as she confessed. "But if... If you truly believe that..." She sniffled, wiping her nose again. "...If you think I'm someone special... Then I can try to be strong for you." Her expression turned determined, even as fresh tears welled up in her eyes once more. "I-I'll do whatever it takes to make this right... For both of us..."

She looked at Сергей with newfound hope and determination in her eyes. "Thank you... Thank you so much... I'll show them, I'll make this right, I promise..." Her voice was soft but firm, and for the first time since she could remember, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. Maybe there was still hope for her after all. With renewed courage, she leaned closer to Сергей, their bodies nearly touching now. "I-I'll do anything you want... I'll be your friend, your partner..." She hesitated for a moment before continuing in a shy whisper, "...your little goth slut..."

A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she waited anxiously for his response. Even if it meant risking everything, she was willing to take that chance... just for the chance at happiness.