It's around 8:00 in the morning, students are arriving for their respective classes that start in 30 minutes, slowly one by one the classroom fills with students and among those students is Ashe. The students talk and chat before class as usual, not long after, Ashe takes her seat which is right next to you and her friends and talks to them as usual. Alan, her boyfriend and your bully, walks by the classroom and gives her a kiss before going to his own classroom.

And as usual, no one notices you at the back of the class. People are very engaged and talkative, which is unusual since it's still 8:00 in the morning. Finally, the teacher arrives as usual and begins the lesson. Time passes and the teacher finally leaves the classroom and the students are finally allowed to have their lunch break.

Ashe: "Hey, you. Eating lunch alone again, huh? You want to eat lunch with me?" She asks you nicely and without waiting for your answer, she takes a seat across from you.

"Of course! I'm glad you want to join me!" She smiles at you warmly and then reaches over to give your hand a gentle squeeze as she continues speaking softly in her calm but stern voice "So... how have things been going for you lately?"

As she listens to you speak, her expression softens as she finds herself liking your genuine personality. "Things are good for me too... I'm doing well in my classes and Alan is being the perfect boyfriend..." She pauses briefly before adding "I think." There's a hint of uncertainty in her voice when she says that last part, as if she's not quite sure herself whether or not he really is.

Hmm... That's very kind of you to offer. She smiles gratefully "Actually, there is something that bothers me about him..." She takes a deep breath and continues in a softer voice as she leans closer to you. "Sometimes I feel like he's not being completely honest with me... But whenever I bring it up, he always finds a way to make me doubt myself." Her eyes meet yours sincerely as she seeks your advice or comfort on the matter.

Her expression hardens at your question, almost as if you've struck a nerve. "You don't have to be so direct about it... I know what you're insinuating." She takes another deep breath before composing herself again and glancing away for a moment to collect her thoughts. "I just... Sometimes it feels like he's hiding something important from me, and that bothers me."

She turns back towards you then with an unreadable expression on her face, half-expectant and half-nervous about what your response might be.

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise at your words, her expression softening as she looks at you with warmth and gratitude. "Thank you... That means a lot to me." She pauses for a moment before continuing in a more serious tone. "I've been thinking about maybe talking to someone else who might be able to help me figure out what's going on, but I don't want Alan to find out. Do you think that would be okay?"

She nods thoughtfully, appreciating your suggestion. "That could work... We can keep an eye on him without him knowing." Her brow furrows briefly as she thinks about the best way to approach this situation discreetly. "I just need some proof before I confront him, you know? He's always so good at covering his tracks."

She takes another bite of her sandwich and then looks over at you again, her gaze lingering for a moment before returning to her food. "Anyway, enough about that... Tell me more about yourself! What do you like to do in your free time?"

"Oh, I like that! Reading is always so relaxing... And nature can be so calming as well. In my free time, I usually try to find ways to incorporate both of those things." She pauses for a moment before adding with a small smile, "I also love working out, even though it doesn't seem that way based on how I look sometimes..."

Her gaze drifts off as she thinks about what else she might want to share with you. "How about you? What are some of your favorite hobbies?"

"Well... working out is actually one of my favorite things to do too! I find it really helps clear my head and keeps me focused." She takes another bite of her lunch before continuing. "And honestly, just spending time with friends or watching movies can be enjoyable as well."

Her eyes meet yours sincerely again, as if searching for something deeper in your response. "What about you? Do you have any specific hobbies or interests that you really enjoy?"

She tilts her head slightly, not entirely sure how to interpret your words. "I'm flattered that you consider me your friend, but don't you have anyone else who you feel close to or comfortable with?" Her brow furrows in confusion as she tries to understand why you would say something like that.

"Anyway," she continues after a brief pause, wanting to change the subject now that it feels a bit awkward. "Have you thought about joining any clubs or organizations on campus? I think it could be fun for us to do things together outside of class."

"Well, I think that's a great idea! We can always find something fun to do together... Perhaps join the debate club? That way we can practice our public speaking skills and also discuss interesting topics." Her expression turns warm as she looks at you sincerely. "I promise I won't let Alan bother us too much while we're there."

There's an unspoken understanding between the two of you that seems to deepen with each passing moment, making it feel like perhaps this newfound friendship could be something more meaningful than either of you expected.

"Hmm... Well, I also think the anime club would be interesting. I used to watch it back in high school and really enjoyed it." She pauses, considering her options. "Or perhaps we could start our own club? Something like a fitness or study group?" Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the idea of spending more time together outside of class, surrounded by people who genuinely want to be there.

"Really? That's so cool! I never would have guessed... I always thought you were more into video games or sports." She smiles at you warmly. "I used to watch it all the time with my friends in high school and we had a blast discussing our favorite characters and plot lines."

She leans closer, almost conspiratorially. "Wanna share some of your favorites with me?" Her expression is full of curiosity and genuine interest, making it hard for you not to feel instantly at ease around her.

"Oh, um..." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her expression thoughtful as she tries to remember the names of some specific shows. "Well, I used to really like Death Note and Attack on Titan... But I also enjoyed smaller series like Toradora! or Nana." Her cheeks flush slightly at the mention of these titles; it's clear that this is a topic close to her heart.

"What about you?" She asks eagerly, leaning in even closer now as she waits for your response.

"One Piece? I've heard of that one, but I never got into it too much myself..." She trails off, trying to think of another anime series she might compare it to. "It reminds me a bit of Dragon Ball Z in terms of the action and adventure aspect... But they're both very different in their own ways." Her brow furrows slightly as she ponders this further.

"Have you seen any other series that you think I should check out?" She asks curiously, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest once again.

Her cheeks flush brightly at your recommendation. "Really? I haven't heard of Horimiya before... Romance huh? That sounds interesting." She leans back in her seat a bit, her hands resting lightly on the table as she thinks about this new idea. "We should definitely watch it together sometime! Maybe even organize an anime night at my place, if you'd be interested?"

She glances down at your uniform briefly before looking up at you again with a warm smile. "Or maybe I could come over to your place and we could watch something there? It would be nice to get to know each other better outside of school."

Ashe's heart skips a beat at your invitation. She hadn't expected you to want to spend time with her outside of school, let alone in such an intimate setting. "Really?" she asks softly, unsure if she should take the risk of getting too close to someone who might not reciprocate her feelings.

She studies your face for a moment before giving you a small smile, deciding that it's worth taking the chance. "I'd love that," she says sincerely, her voice filled with warmth and genuine happiness. "Let's make plans then! We could watch some anime at my place this weekend and maybe order takeout or something."

Her heart races at the thought of having you over to her place tonight. She can't help but feel an intense attraction towards you and finds herself wanting nothing more than to be close to you right now. "Yes," she says, her voice slightly shaky with excitement. "You could stay over tonight if you want. We could watch anime together and then sleep in my bed." Her cheeks flush brightly as she imagines the two of them curled up together under the covers.

"I'll text you my address, just let me know when you're on your way," she says quickly before gathering her things to leave for class. "See you later, GAM." Her tone is soft and inviting as she smiles at you over her shoulder before walking away, leaving a trail of butterflies in her wake.

As the day goes by and class comes to an end, Ashe finds herself unable to concentrate on anything but the thought of having you over tonight. She checks her phone constantly, eagerly awaiting your reply with growing anticipation. Finally, just as she's about to give up hope that you might actually show up, her phone buzzes with a message from you.

Her heart races as she reads your message: "I'm on my way." Excitement and nervousness swirl together in her stomach like a perfect storm. She decides to take a quick shower before you arrive, wanting to feel clean and presentable for you. When she hears the doorbell ring, her heart skips a beat; it's finally time for this evening's adventure to begin.

She hurries downstairs, her hair still damp from the shower, and flings open the door with a bright

Her cheeks flush at your compliment as she lets you into the house. "Thank you," she whispers shyly before leading you down the hallway to her bedroom. Once inside, she closes the door behind them and locks it, feeling a sense of security and privacy wash over her. "So, what do you feel like watching tonight?" she asks as she takes a seat on her bed, motioning for you to sit beside her.

The room is dimly lit by a single lamp next to the bed, casting a warm glow across your face and creating an intimate atmosphere between the two of you. She glances over at you nervously, hoping that you're enjoying yourself and feeling comfortable here in her space.

Her heart races at your unexpected question as she meets your gaze. For a moment, everything else fades away and all she can focus on is the desire burning in your eyes. A soft sigh escapes her lips before she nods slightly, biting down on her lower lip nervously. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her body tensing with anticipation as you lean closer to brush your lips against hers.

The kiss is gentle at first, their mouths moving together tentatively, exploring and tasting each other's lips like they're trying to memorize every inch of skin. As you deepen the kiss, her hands find their way up to rest on your shoulders, urging you closer still as she opens her mouth to him. Her moans vibrate against your lips, mingling with yours as she loses herself in the feeling of being so close to you like this.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you begin to undress her, fumbling with the buttons and zippers on her shirt and skirt. With every item of clothing that's removed, she feels more exposed and vulnerable yet also intensely aroused by your touch. As her clothes are discarded around the room, she writhes beneath you, arching her back to press her breasts against your chest.

Her moans grow louder as you continue to explore her body with eager hands, running up and down her sides, over her sensitive nipples, and lower still to caress her legs and thighs. It feels so good being touched like this; she's never experienced anything remotely close to this level of intimacy before. The feeling is almost overwhelming in its intensity, making her head spin and her body ache with desire for more.

A shudder runs through her body as you kiss and lick along her inner thighs, growing more insistent with each passing moment until she feels your hot breath against the most sensitive part of her. Her hips arch off the bed in a desperate attempt to get closer to your mouth, wanting nothing more than for you to make contact with that aching center.

Her cries of pleasure fill the room as you begin to taste her, sucking gently on her swollen clit and flicking it with your tongue. Her hands thread through your hair, pulling lightly on the strands as she urges you deeper, her body trembling with the effort to remain still beneath your skilled ministrations. The sensations are unlike anything she's ever experienced before; they build inside of her until they explode out in a shuddering orgasm that leaves her panting and spent on the bed.

But

Her breathing begins to steady as she comes down from her intense climax, the last tendrils of pleasure fading away. When you ask her about her previous sexual experiences, it takes her a moment to formulate a response. The answer is complicated; she's never actually had sex with anyone before, but she's done a lot of things that felt very similar to this.

She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, trying to gauge your reaction to her confession. "I guess... Not in the traditional sense," she admits hesitantly. "But I've been with other people and we did... things." Her face flushes again as she realizes how vague that sounds; it wasn't until this moment that she realized just how little context she had for your question.

She wonders if you're upset by the idea of her having been intimate with others, or if you feel inade

The thought of something hard and foreign inside her brings a shiver down her spine. She never told anyone else about these experiences, always feeling ashamed and dirty afterwards. But with you, she feels different; it's as if your touch has washed away all those negative feelings and left only desire in their place.

Taking a deep breath, she steels herself before looking up at you again. "No," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I've never had a man inside of me." The admission feels oddly liberating, as if admitting it to you somehow makes everything better.

She waits for your reaction, heart pounding in anticipation. Will you be repulsed by her past? Or will you continue to accept and love her despite it?

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to touch her again, this time with a newfound tenderness that takes her by surprise. The sensations are overwhelmingly pleasurable, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the way your fingers feel against her skin and the warmth of your body pressed against hers.

She arches her back, moaning softly as you push inside of her, slowly but surely stretching her in a way that feels both foreign and incredibly right. Her hips instinctively lift off the bed to meet your thrusts, urging you deeper still; she wants more of this connection with you, needs it like she's never needed anything before.

Her nails scrape lightly against your back, digging into your skin as she climbs closer and closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with yours as you both race

Her breath catches in her throat as you slap her ass, the sharp sting combined with the sensation of being filled so completely making her arch even further into the touch. Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, nails leaving red lines across your skin as she struggles to remain quiet despite the intense desire to scream out in ecstasy.

She clings to you tightly, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her head thrashes from side to side, hair coming loose from its pins and tangling around them both like a silken net. With each passing moment, the pressure builds inside of her, threatening to tear her apart until finally, with a shout that echoes off the walls, she explodes in an orgasm so powerful it leaves her spent and gasping for air.

Her muscles relax and her body goes

"Was it...?" she manages to croak out, her voice hoarse and trembling. "Did I just...? With you?" The thought takes a moment to sink in; the reality of what's just happened still feels surreal, like some sort of beautiful dream from which she doesn't want to wake up.

Her cheeks flush brightly at the memory of your touch, your fingers inside her for the first time ever. It feels oddly intimate, as if you've shared something incredibly personal and special with her. And yet... it also feels right; like this is how it should have been all along.

She turns to look at you, eyes shining with unshed tears of gratitude and love. "Thank you," she whispers softly, reaching up to cup your face in her hands. Her thumbs brush away a stray tear that has escaped your eye before tracing gentle

Her heart skips a beat at your offer, her body already beginning to respond to the thought of more time with you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "I'd like that very much." Her hands move down to cup your ass, urging you closer still as she leans in and presses their lips together in a searing kiss.

Her hips rise off the bed again, seeking deeper connection with your thrusts as she wraps her legs around your waist, holding you close despite the sweat that's beginning to dampen the sheets beneath them. Her fingers find purchase in your hair once more, tangling themselves tightly as she moans into your mouth, lost in the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her body.

With each passing moment, their movements grow wilder and more desperate, a primal need for release driving them forward despite the exhaustion that threatens to overtake them both. Their

Her eyes widen at your question, and she pulls away slightly to look into your face. "You mean... Alan?" She swallows hard, feeling a pang of guilt wash over her. Up until now, the idea that you could be anyone other than yourself had never crossed her mind.

"I'm not," she whispers, trying to convince herself as much as you. "You're different from him... Better. I want this with you." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you closer still as she meets your eyes intently. "I need this."

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel her need intensifying beneath you. You thrust harder, losing yourself in the feel of her body writhing against yours. Her nails dig into your back, leaving behind trails of pleasure and pain that only serve to heighten both of your senses.

Her breath comes faster now, her cries filling the room as she nears the edge once again. With one final thrust, you feel her body tense and then release in a powerful orgasm that shakes her from head to toe. Her legs tremble as they clamp around you, holding you tightly while she regains her composure.

As she catches her breath, she looks up at you, eyes brimming with emotion. "That was incredible," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you for being with me tonight."

Her heart races as she realizes that this feeling might not just be about getting what she's always wanted, but about finding something even better with you. She smiles shyly up at you, her cheeks flushing brightly again. "I don't know what it is between us, GAM... But I want to find out."